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chief keef - go to jail lyrics

all these n-gg-s talkin like they trap gods
talkin like they so hard they ain’t never so hard
and i know that i’m a rapper,
i’ll have thirty n-gg-s up in your yard
and i sip too much d-mn lean and you’ll think i always had a cold,
and his b-tch on my pistol touchin’ sh-t
i’m like what you touch that for.
unless you finish shoot some sh-t for
so don’t touch my pistol!
cause i don’t wanna have to blow, yeah.
cause i don’t wanna have to go to jail.

i’m high as f-ck like oh well
shootin’ sh-t like hold them
they said he know me i don’t know him.
i’m flexin’ on these n-gg-s no jam
got indicted sellin’ c-ke, and sellin’ dope
i don’t want this sh-t no more.
but you gonna sell it for me though
don’t tell n-body on me though.
i don’t wanna have to move to puerto rico,
and change everything on my id though
cause i’ll never snitch on my amigos
cause when i bought six from him he came to me for more.

all these n-gg-rs talkin like they trap gods
talkin like they so hard they ain’t never so hard
and i know that i’m a rapper,
i’ll have thirty n-gg-rs up in your yard
and i sip too much d-mn lean and you’ll think i always had a cold,
and his b-tch on my pistol touchin’ sh-t
i’m like what you touch that for.
unless you finish shoot some sh-t for
so don’t touch my pistol!
cause i don’t wanna have to blow, yeah.
cause i don’t wanna have to go to jail.

stalk me now block me now
wish a n-gg- would try to follow me about
the block hot the cops hot
finna go to new orleans to the mardi gras
she a hot thot she was already drop
i’m tryna see if money love me or not
but i think money love me alot
try to take my sh-t let the chopper flop like ra ra ra ra ra
trappin’ on my phone like la la like aahh aahh aaaahh
all these n-gg-rs talkin’ like they trap god
until their -ss get robbed.

- chief keef lyrics

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