Pitbulls – Chief Keef lyrics

Lyrics Pitbulls – Chief Keef

Pitbulls lyrics
Drop-top, headshot when your roof down
A Mally with the bali, got a new sound
Boop-boop-boop-boop, that’s a tre pound
And now your thinking that you should’a never came out
12-gauge dot-dot
Chat s**t, get shot
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This spot’s got hot, gotta change out
Catting for a hot-wok, or a steak out
And if my n***a don’t eat, imma spray rounds
And if my n***a got beef then it’s my war
How many niggas in your set would you die for?
And if a n***a got shot, would you shoot back?
You got a gun, but you don’t know how to use dat
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two Pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two Pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

You got a trap but don’t know how to get it jumpy
You in a fast car, but don’t even know how to push it
I’m in a fast car, getting T like I’m Pusha
You say you a killer, but now we gotta push ya
Two 30’s under tee, like I’m Booker
Slide on ya late night, like a hook up
Send my young boy to smoke you like a hookah
They gon’ think that he a chef when he cook ya’
Pick a chop stick and chop you like a butcher
Take the magazine now we plug it like it’s hooker
You be shootin’ in the air like your s**t looked up
Let it go til’ ain’t no more like my s**t booked up

Their like “Skeng you better calm down”
Your gonna end up locked or rottin’ in the ground
But they know I can’t stop, I gotta make the pound
Old-school, out the window, wouldn’t make a sound
Hella man chatty, yeah their bitches
The bitches tellin’ me I should do kissing
She’s wiffin’
Only the cash I’d be lipsing
The big ting, she shoves it in her mouth, she ain’t thinkin’
Dem man der, thank the kitchen
But dat’s cool, cah the corn games different
You don’t wanna see my darg when we risen
You don’t wanna see my darg when we risen

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

Gimme one chance, gimme one chance
Shouts Drake but I don’t need One Dance
Need a big red bone, what the bumbaclart?
It’s hometime, if she can’t hold firearms
I don’t f**k with dat b***h if dat bitches lame
The only reason why she about cah she givin’ brain
But If she a 10 out of 10 den I’m running game
And I attempt to catch a M, see my f*****g name
I attempt to catch a M, see my f*****g name
I attempt to catch a M, see my f*****g name
But If she a 10 out of 10 den I’m running game
And I attempt to catch a M, see my f*****g name
I was upsah, billin’ up, billin’ up grub
I’m a shotter, living up in the gutter
With a raster
Spinner up… helicopter
Den I fucked up
Hit and run
I got sucked up

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It’s best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leoneee.
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