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chief keef - mix match كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
huh, huh, huh, two, ooh, ughghgh, hmm, yeah

[verse]
mix match, gucci slippers (gucci slippers, gucci, gucci)
mix match, twin pistols (twin pistols)
in atlanta, f_ckin’ twin sisters (twin sisters, yeah)
i’m a pimp like that man [?] (that man [?], yeah)
put your shirt on a d_mn picture (a d_mn picture)
i mean put your picture on a d_mn shirt (a d_mn shirt)
fendi fn either works (either works, fn)
b_tch sound like a firework (firework, aah)
i’m on the west like a f_ckin’ jerk (hmm, jerk)
pistol on my f_ckin’ shirt (f_ckin’ shirt)
n_gga, pull down yo f_ckin’ skirt (yo f_ckin’ skirt)
12 gauge got f_ckin’ birds (f_ckin’ birds)
i’m hot boy but my name ain’t turk (my name ain’t turk, ayy)
gotta be list second but my name ain’t first (my name ain’t first, ayy)
n_ggas booin’ me but my name ain’t yours (my name ain’t yours, skrt)
when hoes pull up, i tell ’em my gate don’t work (gate don’t work, ayy ayy)
might hit my city just for some f_ckin’ [?] (f_ckin’ [?], chief keef)
might pull up on the opps in a benz with the curtains (curtains, skrt skrt)
we gon’ hold my bands out and my bands be flirtin’ (my bands be flirtin’, flirtin’)
i’ma d in the station, b_tch, i ain’t see nurtin’ (nurtin’, err)
i pull up in time, man, i had to keep workin’ (workin’ in)
pictures fell out but i had to keep turnin’ (turnin’ in)
blunt ran out so i had to keep burnin’ (burnin’ in, dope)
wheels went flat but i had to keep churnin’ (churnin’ in, yoon, ayy)
[interlude]
true
ayy

[verse 2]
a n_gga see you like a hot lighter, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
micro_cake no micro_fighter, yeah, b_tch (ayy, ayy)
in detroit, i know some tigers, yeah (ayy, gang gang)
stopped textin’ that b_tch and i went idol (bang bang bang)
i had the bd like i’m michael (skrt skrt skrt)
he on the stand, we’ll hand no bible (b_tch)
n_ggas can’t even be my rivals (uh)
ben franklin with me and he’ll fight you (fff beep, b_tch)
i told benny ben to insight you (dummy)
i get blood money, we’ll bite you (b_tch)
hide yo ass and tell ’em find you (b_tch, uh)
you think you sl!ck, we right behind you (skrt skrt skrt)
dribble, dribble, break his ankles, ayy, yeah (swish)
shoot three at every angle, ayy (bah)
medallions like kurt angle (woah)
who ride? we ridin’ star_spangled, ayy
please do not get your strings tangled, ayy
you can get your car strangled, ayy
folksnem as my angels, ayy
folksnem as my angels, ayy

- chief keef

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