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chief keef – pardon em lyrics

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[intro]
taxing all these n-ggas, uncle sam
my forty fell down my pants, pardon him
is that superman? i thought it was him
riding in foreigns

[hook]
taxing all these n-ggas, uncle sam
my forty fell down my pants, pardon him
is that superman? i thought it was him
riding in a f-cking foreign, rarri and dem
i’d be getting some money if i was dem
these n-ggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem
she ride me like a psycho, harley and dem
who shooting them pipes up? all of dem

[verse 1]
i be getting high like marley and dem
b-tch, i’m cooling with my shotta and dem
b-tch, i’m cooling with my partner and dem
when they see that opp, bet they shot at him
they was off the drugs, pardon dem
i was toting slugs, pardon dem
until them b-tches ‘came a part of him
his chest, his face, every part of him
i don’t really know, monday i’m popping dem
i only knew my f-cking momma and dem
snakes in the gr-ss, it’s a lot of dem
i be getting up off my -ss just to watch for dem

[hook]
taxing all these n-ggas, uncle sam
my forty fell down my pants, pardon him
is that superman? i thought it was him
riding in a f-cking foreign, rarri and dem
i’d be getting some money if i was dem
these n-ggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem
she ride me like a psycho, harley and dem
who shooting them pipes for? all of dem

[verse 2]
shoes on my feet, i don’t know what the f-ck they call em
but i know how much the f-ck they cost
they cost fifteen hundred dollars
remeber when i couldn’t get a dollar
i had to make a f-ck n-gga holla
pistol to his f-cking skull and daughter
put this pistol to his f-cking mother
told his mama “your son got my cheddar”
i don’t wanna have to use my beretta
my beretta go through your d-mn leather
boy, you better have a teflon
taxing all these n-ggas, uncle sam
sosa, sammy sosa, i be him
i hit a homerun after party with him
come through shooting up your party and dem
catch you in the lobby, you get lobby left
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch i am a fe-lo-ny
now this felony get cheese
this felony got b-tches on they knees, making them bleed
counting this cheese, counting them g’s, n-gga
i don’t f-ck with police, n-gga
up this mothaf-cka, i’m like “freeze n-gga, freeze n-gga”

[hook]
taxing all these n-ggas, uncle sam
my forty fell down my pants, pardon him
is that superman? i thought it was him
riding in a f-cking foreign, rarri and dem
i’d be getting some money if i was dem
these n-ggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem
she ride me like a psycho, harley and dem
who shooting them pipes for? all of dem



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