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chief keef – first 48 lyrics

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[intro]
aon
bang
a+a+a+on aon aon
bang, chief keef
make some money, money moves, yeah
yeah, bang, bang, bang

[verse]
chief keef on the syrup
you peons give it up (peons give it up)
shot glock held with us
top money, b+tch, we up (top money, racks, yeah)
speakin’ real sh+t, my n+ggas, we blowin’ sh+t (blowin’ sh+t)
trigger finger, hit your b+tch, r.i.p. gone off the sh+ts (gone off the sh+ts)
them n+ggas will get you k!lled, them n+ggas you walkin’ wit’ (you walkin’ with)
so high off the marmelade, i’ll take a b+tch and enroll her
but i really wanna have follow her, cause i’m chiеf keef and i’m done with her
that loud smoke, yеah, sh+t’s stanky
f+ck chief keef and get famous
and f+ck these and these new b+tches
hoes on my d+ck from last year
but i’m dope as f+ck, we sellin’ them hoes
i don’t even want them so bring that cash in
3hunna, glory boyz
get off my d+ck because we done f+cked you last year
b+tches saying i’m weak so p+ssy n+gga what’s up with sh+t?
chief, i go hard, ain’t playing with a b+tch
and if we get to sweeping, we got some sh+lls for a n+gga back
backing in this b+tch, throw them sets up, throw the wrong set up, the fire may be very up
been swagging out the roof, not a d+mn care
and you ain’t where i am, you ain’t o’block, you ain’t that school
b+tch i do this sh+t, always drilling, never leave
to my fans, they’ll be rich
snitch n+ggas, find the eight, ugh



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