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chief keef – say i ain’t pick yo weak ass up (original version) lyrics

[intro: chief keef]
(ayy, young malcolm)
yeah
ain’t no obama care, yeah
gbe baby
sit gang, fifth gang, get it gang

[verse 1: chief keef]
you can have the chain on my neck for a shot to the head, boy (shot to the head, boy)
we just hit the corner, you up on it, now you dead, boy (yeah)
foenem on your head, they on your head just like a dread, boy (boh boh boh boh, ayy)
gang tryna’ pour a sixteen, i’m like “f+ck it, grab the keg, boy” (bang bang bang, yeah)
stick up in the dresser, i’m gon’ blow yo ass like craig, boy (dududuh, ayy)
i just spent the same sack, you just put up on my head, boy (dududuh, beep beep)
and i’m smokin’ bud i’m off that bud, you still get air, boy (yeah)
seen my cousin dead, that sh+t play over in my head, boy (yeah, yeah)
b+tch, i’m from chiraq, i’m from thе streets but i’m not greg, boy (yeah)
when i go to sleep (ayy), i havе my 30 in my bed, boy (yeah, yeah)
you wanna roll with gang, when we get rollin’ don’t get scared, boy (ayy, ayy)
never gave a f+ck, it’s chief so, ain’t no obama care, boy (yeah yeah)

[bridge: chief keef]
ain’t no obama care n+gga (yeah)
yeah, ain’t no obama care n+gga (yeah yeah)
yeah, ain’t no obama care n+gga (gang gang)
yeah, ain’t no obama care n+gga (yeah yeah)
[verse 2: chief keef]
talkin’ grindin’ i be on a rail, n+gga (yeah)
and i’m smart as f+ck, i could’ve went to yale, n+gga (yeah)
let the smoke up out the window, can you smell n+gga? (yeah)
and it’s open season, catch you, cut your tail n+gga (yeah)
and say i ain’t pick yo weak ass up you frail n+gga (yeah)
gotta watch what you say and do with you, you 12 n+gga (yeah yeah)
fonem pull up takin’ down, ain’t count to 12, n+gga (yeah)
if chief so ain’t get up out here, he ain’t got no bail, n+gga (yeah)

[chorus: chief keef]
yeah, yeah (woo)
yeah, yeah (he talkin’ all the hahaha, woo, ayy)
yeah, yeah (ayy)
yeah, bang

[verse 3: ballout & chief keef]
if yo ass owe me, boy, you better have my bread, boy
count cash in my sleep and i ain’t gotta leave my bed, boy
you a soft ass n+gga, man, foenem cut yo tail, boy
run a mill up and i ain’t even touch a trail, boy (woaah)
lamborghini truck looking just like a egg, boy (woah)
cash ring in it when i pull up about that place, boy (woah woah)
mafia, hang you upside down up off the ledge, boy (dududuh)
voices in my head, i’m talkin’ to the f+ckin’ dead, boy (woaaaaah)
dead, boy
(phew, woo woo) dead, boy
askin’ me what’s in my soda, is you scared, boy? (woo, woo, woo woo)
you don’t know the difference between purple and red, boy (yeaaaah, dududuh, bang)
[chorus: chief keef]
yeah, yeah (dududuh, bang bang, dududuh)
yeah, yeah (dududuh, ayy ayy, dududuh)
yeah, yeah (bang bang, dududuh)
yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy, dududuh, bang bang)
yeah, yeah

[verse 4: chief keef]
we get caught, no associations
we don’t know no negotiations
sh+t gettin’ scary, freddy and jason
trackhawk black, look like a raven
all these chains look like i’m slave
off this kung lao, look like i’m asian
super tint like a freemason
cali bud come from chris baby
see love when i say “gbe baby”
diamonds flash like tv, baby
i’on even like seaweed, baby
told her “shut up, do you got kiwi, baby?’
who bought you them? them cheesy, n+gga
girl, you don’t feel, beef it, n+gga
fire, now you’re greasy, n+gga
told chop’ “shh, they sleepin’ n+gga” (bang)

[bridge: chief keef]
ayy, ayy, ayy
bang bang bang (they sleepin’ n+gga)
ayy, ayy, ayy
bang bang bang (shh, they sleepin’ n+gga)
ayy, ayy, ayy
bang bang bang (shh, they sleepin’ n+gga)
ayy, ayy, ayy
bang bang bang (shh, they sleepin’ n+gga)
bang
[verse 5: chief keef]
down in traffic, slappin’ on the weekend
ayy, ayy, walk around, collecting like a deacon
ayy, ayy, ayy, turn my th to a demon
ayy, ayy, ayy made a pothole, now my sh+t leakin’
bang, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, check your b+tch phone, i bet she sneakin’
ayy, ayy, ayy, they like “d+mn, chief so back tweakin'”
ayy, ayy, ayy, i’on eat white, i eat wheat bread
ayy, ayy, ayy, dope got me lookin’ half korean
ayy, ayy, ayy, you ain’t never had to play defense
ayy, ayy, ayy, you ain’t never had a sneak, squeez it
ayy, ayy, ayy, futuristic car while my sh+t speakin’
ayy, ayy, ayy, gang gang gang, girl, you hot up on the race, why my sh+t squeakin’?

[outro: chief keef]
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang bang bang bang
gang gang gang gang, bang bang bang bang
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang bang bang bang
gang gang gang gang, bang bang bang bang
bang bang bang bang bang
gang gang gang gang, bang bang bang bang
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang bang bang bang
gang gang gang gang, bang bang bang bang
bang bang bang bang bang

- chief keef lyrics

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