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[Verse 1: The Game] Dact off that G6, hit the club on that gshit Received a belt that's a G bitch and I'm bout to kill Chief Keef's shit Just killed my nigga Meek's shit, Then I killed my nigga French's shit Got a French bitch, no French shit but she giving my dick a French kiss A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, Arm hanging out the window with that black ghost, with them chrome pipes Tell em niggas this gon' be a long night, Bitches wanna chill we gon need some more ice Shout out to John Wall, Man that nigga nice Club leaning nigga we gon need some more sprite, Real nigga, these Drake fans Fuck charge, we gon take his stands, Take his fans we gon shake hands Put a gap in your mouth, straight head Hunnit racks of these cargos, push the button these cars go Six trays of that lago, six spades black cards hoe I got the homies out in Chicago, with the full clique with that bullshit Dang nigga that's Rose, with the caps on and mj's I got a thick bitch with a thin waist, got a condo so we slim steak Got a Rolex Presidente, got black diamonds Kunta Kinte Hot porn like turkin' em, hot weels we swervin' em Next year we getting Derron Williams gonna do Lebron like Dirk and em' [Verse 2: Chris Brown] A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like They throwin' bottles I'm throwin' models, just cause I give a bitch long pipe Letras de cancionesDoing shows on soccer fields that's dome right? I be singing he be singing so its on fight But hold up I didn't give a nigga no green light, This head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared bruh? Matter fact, take care bruh you a pussy nigga, pay up My nigga Tunechi, yeah that nigga nice, shout out to Nicki man that ass tight Them eyebrows? Man them shits is yikes OVO, you overdosed screamin' YOLO no I live TWICE ooops hahahaha [Hook: Chief Keef] A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like [Verse 3: Kanye West] They smile in my face is what I don’t like They steal your whole sound that’s a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathin’ like they found Mike A girl’ll run her mouth only out of spite But I never hit a woman never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eatin’ good, vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissin’ girls, cause it’s hot right? But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes They ain’t about that life, they ain’t about that life We hangin’ out that window it’s about to be a Suge night Free Bump J, real nigga for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice Shout out to L-E-P, J Boogie right? Chief Keef, King Louis, this is Chi, right? [Hook: Chief Keef] A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like Sneak disser, that’s that shit I don’t like Don’t like, like, don’t like, like A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like [Verse 4: Chief Keef] Fake Gucci, that’s that shit I don’t like Smokin’ on this dope, higher than a kite This bitch gon’ love me now, she gon’ let me pipe Screaming Sosa, that’s that nigga that I like I don’t want relations, I just want one night Cause a thirsty bitch, that’s the shit that I don’t like I got tats up on my arm, cause this shit is life And I spend on a bunch of clothes, cause I’m livin’ life I come up on the scene, and I’m stealin’ light Bitch I’m high off life, got me feelin’ right Bitch I’m Chief Keef, fuck who don’t like And bitch we GBE, we just gon’ cite [Hook] [Verse 5: Big Sean] We are not one and the same, nigga I’m fuckin’ insane, fuck is you sayin’? Yo ass been doin’ the same, shit, not doin’ what you sayin’ Dang, I told yo old bitch she was fuckin’ a lame, turn one ho to a train Blow, blang, my niggas holdin’ that pain, I just hope you been praying Bang bang, ridin’ for my niggas and that’s for life High class I’m just surrounded by these low-lives And I run this bitch like it’s no lights Goin’ hard the whole night cause I ain’t goin’ back to my old life, I promise [Verse 6: Jadakiss] I done sold purple, I done sold white Running outta work, that’s that shit I don’t like She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice She blowin’ up my phone, that’s that bitch I don’t like Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut Put the pressure on ‘em just when they think that I eased up Thirty for the Cuban, ‘nother 30 for the Jesus Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckers [Hook] From Letras Mania