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Chief Keef
Chief Keef

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Tom: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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*My chopper hit the folks
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Like he came with Meechie
My chopper stomp a bitch
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I think he came with Reese
Pull up on your bitch like she begging
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Think she's pleased to meet me
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This FN watch it skip, scratch it like a CD
For my ex bitch, for my old partners
Finger fuck my new choppers
Slice you like a cucumber
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X you out
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Circle you in
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I'm a triangle
Boy yous a square
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This pistol hit a nigga, like he hit him first
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Fill out this Glock job ap plication,
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he gonna give you work
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Boy you like an ant, bite me,
how could it hurt?
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You see I fell up in a Glo hole,
its dripping' off my shirt
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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
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You ain't getting
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money nigga sit down
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Little girl there's an elephant
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in the house
3 blunts, half an ounce
Got some P's and I'm
passing them out
Run off, [?] mouth, no shout
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Say you want back your bitch? Well,
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imma be done in an hour
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Fuck her in my nice ass shower, you can
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be calling for hours
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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?
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He said he ain't with none of that shit
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Riding round with the pipes,
and a couple bowls of loud
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I can go to jail for that shit
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But cops can't knock me down,
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get right out make bail for that shit
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Niggas think that its sweet,
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Valentines Day AR- 14come say he love you
I was talking bout the money,
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told your bitch not now I'm riding round with my boo
Hey boy I dare you nothing,
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get mixed in a bowl with the fruits
This blender hit ya ass,
he gon turn into Juicy Fruit
Why I always hop in my car,
Sosa where you going? I'm going far
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Blowing shit up like a bomb
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9 11 folks
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nem not a fire
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All this ice on my arm
I think i need to go and get shots
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Put circles all up on your shirt
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I think we need to go and get a box
Outro 1
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