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featuring Chief Keef and Fat Trel (Verse) Ganja Ganja, I be smoking Ganja I gets lots of commas, and I can fuck yo momma So 30′s no revolvers Flexing in the summer Riding in my hummer, 24′s forgiatos. Thumbing thru the check Steady buying that Texas shit I got no limit in the clip in my fn and I let it spit. Ay Trel over here, he pull up in the whip Gotta lot of banana clips, fruity nigga don’t get mixed. I say bitch I’m from Chiraq, we got more killers than Afghanistan O-block its just us, we the new Ku Klux Klan All my boys knock hammers Now all of your niggas damaged Some of your boys won’t make it For this 300 karats bang. (Hook) This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense (huh) I say this shit don’t make no sense. Letras de cancionesThis payroll in my pocket, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. This 100 in my clip, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. (Verse) In the jungle with killas Tell the streets that we made it Untouchable niggas, we was born to be hated Me and Sosa won’t tell it, we get money together Hood niggas we eating and we die for whatever. See they scared of my niggas, they wouldn’t give him a ride I said free c-murder and we gonna ride for Trayvon. Taking pictures in the hood, some of these niggas be snitches Peeling talking with hoes while I’m counting my riches. Bad bitches we call it, I’m on the block with my niggas Louie V on the pillows smoking weed with them killas. Imma ride for my niggas now the world gone finish Underrated by some, disputed by many. (Hook) This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense (huh) I say this shit don’t make no sense. This payroll in my pocket, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. This 100 in my clip, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. (Verse) This shit don’t make no sense All the money all the bitches I get Ride high but my 40 ride low It’s on my lap I don’t tote it in the air. I can’t forget to flip and whip and make a pot Molly high you can see it in my eyes Give her dick cause I know she likes to ride And she fuck me anywhere at any time. I make a hit she take the dick and break it down Stuff the brick and make my bitches wait in line It’s nothing new cause boy I do this all the time And since I shoot she better knew to admire. (Hook) This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense This shit don’t make no sense (nah) This shit don’t make no sense (huh) I say this shit don’t make no sense. This payroll in my pocket, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. This 100 in my clip, This shit don’t make no sense, I say this shit don’t make no sense. From Letras Mania