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chief keef - x lyrics

[verse: 1]
my chopper hit the folks
like he came with meechie
my chopper stomp a b-tch
i think he came with reese
pull up on your b-tch like she begging
think she’s pleased to meet me
this fn watch it skip, scratch it like a cd
for my ex b-tch, for my old partners
finger fuck my new choppers
slice you like a cuc-mber
x you out
circle you in
i’m a triangle
boy yous a square
this pistol hit a nigga, like he hit him first
fill out this glo job application, he gonna give you work
boy you like an ant, bite me, how could it hurt?
you see i fell up in a glo hole, its dripping’ off my shirt
go ahead stand up, its a man down
steve austin hit a nigga with a smackdown
chopper sing like its signed to the mo town
think he hot come threw its a fend down
before i pop, better bring the rubber bands out
cut off your wrist, fuck a hand out
on the roof throwing thousand dollar clothes down
you ain’t getting money nigga sit down
little girl there’s an elephant in the house
3 blunts, half an ounce
got some p’s and i’m p-ssing them out
run off, [?] mouth, no shout
say you want back your b-tch? well, imma be done in an hour
fuck her in my nice -ss shower, you can be calling for hours
come through blowing like a whistle, i forget you
i won’t even remember that shit
pull up on a fuck nigga, whats up nigga?
he said he ain’t with none of that shit
riding round with the pipes, and a couple bowls of loud
i can go to jail for that shit
but cops can’t knock me down, get right out make bail for that shit
niggas think that its sweet, valentines day ar-14 come say he love you
i was talking bout the money, told your b-tch not now i’m riding round with my boo
hey boy i dare you nothing, get mixed in a bowl with the fruits
this blender hit ya -ss, he gon turn into juicy fruit
why i always hop in my car, sosa where you going? i’m going far
blowing shit up like a bomb
9/11 folks nem not a fire
all this ice on my arm
i think i need to go and get shots
put circles all up on your shirt
i think we need to go and get a box

- chief keef lyrics

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