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chief keef - k كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
god d-mn it’s a d-ck car
like it’s football, n-gg-s gone get picked off
uber when picked up that b-tch, i dropped that b-tch off
i found out she prostituting, smack that b-tch boss
got all my diamonds here, have a hoe hypnotize
i’m always down to ride, ups freight truck in disguise
i ain’t playing fair, i should get penalize
i got this 50 on me, clip was born in 65 (69!)
i got yo b-tch here, you in my rear view mirror
what you spying on that b-tch? boy she can get you k!lled
i’m at the top though, b-tch i live here
you tryna find me? i’m eating prolly, out getting mils
like a record label, n-gg- i’m giving deals
all this ice on me, got yo b-tch getting chills
she said she’s anemic i really couldn’t tell
got yo b-tch out her clothes, top was good as h-ll
n-gg- what’s squad car? you little f-ck n-gg-s topless
what’s in my chopper? it’s numbers, knock ya brains down ’til ya promise
do you want ya shoes fixed? i’m a cobbler, only thing don’t like is numbers
sh-lls eat a n-gg- like peach cobbler like today’s thanksgiving
yeah i got my hardy we can rumble n-gg-
like the hardy boyz, lot of jumping
put a whole in ya skull, ed hardy n-gg-
i got double on the scope, it’s a party n-gg-
god d-mn it’s a squad car
this k patriotic, call this shit peyton manning
this life i live, it is hard knock
i got that rain forest cafe, i got that hard rock
bullets go through hard rocks, shit like casinos
i found out you gambling my money, i’m beating bones
she really is a fan, i’m on her ringtone
don’t need no radio, bring the glock, b-tch we sing songs
no dilemmas, i ain’t nelly
yeah i’m rollin’, i ain’t kelly
who shot you? b-tch i ain’t telling
prolly me, i ain’t scary
coppers come and get chief so, straight face, b-tch i ain’t nervous
what’s up in my glock? 5-0, jack a n-gg- i ain’t curtis
i’m a rambler, pistol shooter, damager
bands to ya face the movement, take this shot camera ya
i’m always eating food, i’m woke i don’t snooze
now i ain’t lacking b-tch, do you have fun or do ya
do i look sober to ya? i’m off embalming fluid
this cash i’m running through it, this money thumbing through it
me, godd-mn it’s the dumb hoes
these hoes don’t like the sh-lls on me, they want ya rumble

- chief keef

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