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Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Produzent:in

Lyrics

(Sosa on the beat)
Aye, aye
Gang ****
Aye, aye, aye
Bang
Gang, Gang
Aye, aye
Aye, Front Street, aye
My watch is so flirty (bling), take your bitch, I bet he can
My gun is so dirty (bang), yours Hi-Point, I bet he jam (I bet he jam)
This ain't peanut butter (nah), I can't be up in these jams
Pussy **** tellin' (huh), y'all can't be up in these slams
Cops done met us on your block, we in that jam, out that jam (skrt, skrt)
Pussy **** stop that flexin' (hah), you know you ain't 'bout that there (hah)
Say you're a shooter, **** stop right there
Red beam your head, put the dot right there
With the 50 **** with Glocks right there
Vroom, vroom **** then the cops right there
Aye, wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh, aye aye
Pull up on your strip (skrt) with the hollow tip, startin' shit (bang)
Take a whiff of this here, my gun fart and shit, pardon me (gang)
Bulldog with the 45th (skrt), and I target it, I did it (bang)
30 shots on my hip, and I bargained it, I did it (bang bang)
30 karats on my wrist, they just shine and shit (bling), pardon it
Fuck **** act like fish, pulled up and sardined it, I did it (sardine)
Ridin' down your block (skrt), just came from silence (bang bang)
Bitch we lightin' shit (bang bang)
Bitch I'm running shit, this ain't a rally, bitch we climbin' shit (chief So)
Jumped out the porch when I was nine and shit (yeah)
On the block totin' a nine and shit (Front $treet)
Runnin' up, committin' crimes and shit (haha)
'Member being on that grimy shit (bang bang)
Now my jewelry bling as shit (bling)
Now I'm the biggest thing and shit (thing)
Smokin' on dope, the blue dream and shit (blue dream ****)
This shit got me dreamin' and shit (dreamin' ****, aye, aye, aye aye aye gang gang gang)
My watch is so flirty (bling), take your bitch, I bet he can
My gun is so dirty (bang), yours Hi-Point, I bet he jam (i bet he jam)
This ain't peanut butter (nah), I can't be up in these jams
Pussy **** tellin' (huh), y'all can't be up in these slams
Cops done met us on your block, we in that jam, out that jam (skrt, skrt)
Pussy **** stop that flexin' (hah), you know you ain't 'bout that there (hah)
Say you're a shooter, **** stop right there
Red beam your head, put the dot right there
With the 50 **** with Glocks right there (gang)
Vroom, vroom **** then the cops right there (woo, woo)
Aye, aye, woo, aye
You got a Hi-Point, aye, **** what?
You think with that Hi-Point, aye, you finna bust?
You think you're a hard boy, aye, **** what?
Creepin' down the pavement (skrt, skrt), aye, finna buck, up
With them slugs (bang)
Shoot you in your face and your nuts (bang bang bang)
****, aye, what's up (what's hannin')
With all these fuck ****, talkin' a bunch of nothin'?
Scooby-Doo shucks, when we pullin' up
Shootin' up trucks, shootin' up your cars
**** run up, done up, hah, yeah, wish you luck
Click-clack these guns, make 'em hot, these hoes fizzin' up
Sizzlin' up (bang ****)
Bang bang, aye, bang bang bang
My watch is so flirty (flirty), take your bitch, I bet he can
My gun is so dirty (bang), yours Hi-Point, I bet he jam (I bet he jam)
This ain't peanut butter (nah), I can't be up in these jams
Pussy **** tellin', y'all can't be up in these slams
Cops done met us on your block, we in that jam, out that jam (skrt, skrt)
Pussy **** stop that flexin' (hah), you know you ain't 'bout that there (hah)
Say you're a shooter, **** stop right there
Red beam your head, put the dot right there
With the 50 **** with Glocks right there
Vroom vroom **** then the cops right there
Wooh, wooh, wooh wooh, wooh
Wooh wooh, wooh, wooh wooh aye
Wooh, wooh, wooh wooh
Written by: Keith Cozart
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