Chief Keef - K | Текст песни

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• Chief Keef
• K

[Verse]
God damn its a dick car
Like its football, niggas gone get picked off
Uber when pick up that bitch, i dropped that bitch off
I found out she [?], smack that bitch boss
Got all my diamonds here, have a hoe hypnotize
Im always down to ride, UPS freight truck in the sky
I ain't playing far, i should get penalize
I got this 50 on me, this clip was born in 65 (69!)
I got yo bitch here, you in my rear mirror
What you spying on that bitch?, boy she can get you killed
Im at the top tho, bitch i live here
You tryna find me?
I'm eating prolly, I'm getting meals
Like a record label, nigga I'm giving deals

All this ice on me, got yo bitch getting chills
She said she’s anemic (anemic?) I really couldn’t tell
Got yo bitch out her clothes, i was good as hell
Nigga whats squad car, you little fuck niggas topless
Want to sip my chopper its numbers, knock ya brains down till ya [?]
You want ya shoes fix, ima call him
Only thing don't like is numbers
Shells eat a nigga like peach cobbler
Like todays thanksgiving
Yeah I got my hardy we can rumble nigga
Like The Hardy Boyz , lot of jumping
Put a whole in ya skull, Ed Hardy nigga
[?]
God damn its a squad car
This K Patriotic, call this shit Peyton Manning
This life i live, it is hard knock

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