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chief keef – short lyrics

[hook: chief keef]
i always wanted to be a rich n-gga
thug in me still travel with a stick, n-gga
bolts of the dope, get you fixed, n-gga
pull up in that jet li and make it kick n-ggas
your b-tch in love with a boss
i’m interceptin’ her, randy moss
real n-ggas don’t pillow talk
snitch n-ggas lifes on chalk

[verse 1: chief keef]
i’m lookin’ for the dope man, tell him pull up on me
ridin’ in that ferrari, actin’ f-ckin’ dorky
big -ss banana clip, actin’ f-ckin’ monkey
the hollows in this .45 are chunky
black chopper on me but the beam on it so red
sell a human to a shark and some dope to a c0ke head
you were runnin’ around these streets, n-gga, you were so scared
i got all my ice on, kool-aid, man, oh yeah
so wavy i can float boats, gettin’ off of dope smokes
you fake -ss n-ggas, i can’t take this sh-t no more
i’m down like some low pros, cookin’ like it’s four stoves
floyd mayweather, chopper givin’ n-ggas low blow

[verse 2: tadoe]
residue up in my nail, weigh that weight up by the scale
send those packs out through the mail
send them bags off through the mail
high as h-ll, so poured a 12, prayin’ i don’t go to jail
when them b-tches f-ckin’ land, i’ma cop a f-cking lam’
when i’m done with the grams, i might cop a amg
that’s all money goin’, b-tch, i got a tre on me
and we get ’em by the pint, i’ma pour a 8 at least
and we get ’em by the pint, i’ma pour a 8 at least

- chief keef lyrics

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