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chief keef – cussin’ lyrics

[hook]
hey, i be kush smokin’, car ridin’
hey, lotta gwop in my pockets now
hey, n-gga disrespect then we knock’em down
hey, big guns, trees they knock’em down
hey, so high i take a helicopter down
hey, show you how i make this f-cking chopper sound
hey, them n-ggas opps, no we don’t f-ck wit them
got ignorants guns, it’s gon’ up at them (start cussin’)

[verse 1]
remember standin’ on the block, my hands was on the glock
ready to slam it on a opp and give’em all i got
now i got hammers on the block and drugs on the block
cops got cameras on the block, they tryna catch us off
untrustworthy -ss b-tch, they tryna set us up
lil dirty -ss n-ggas always stealin’ some
dirty .30 -ss wit me and it’ll hit you up
i got my jewelry out and my hammer tucked
i got some n-ggas wit me, come thru blam’ it on ya
shoot him, him, him, and then her
cause n-ggas steady talkin’ and we didn’t know nun
and when the feds grab me mane i didn’t know nun
catch you snoozin’ then it’s done wit you
i hope you got yo gun wit you
got 30 shots for lead, you gon’ hold number 2
c-m on yo b-tch face like my nut do what cuc-mbers do

[hook]

[verse 2]
no versace, this belt 14 hundo
opps livin’ on a prayer, bon jovi
like a cigar, i catch a opp i’ll smoke’em
like who is these n-ggas, i don’t know them
eni-meni-minei-moe them, catch a opp ’bout to tote him
don’t know if i’ll let go off him, eni-meni-minei-moe i know it’s him
he ain’t shootin’, i can’t roll wit’em
that’s my glo gang, that’s my bro-n-em
yes i tote things and i’m blowin’ dem
leave you boppin’ like kemo nem
i just had a baby and i’m keepin’ him
he already got a name, his name is beefilin
b-tch got in my car like what kinda seats is them
you know bmw, my people nem

[hook]

- chief keef lyrics

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