Chief Keef

On It
[Intro: Chief Keef] Mike Will Made It, eardrummers, estalished in 1989 2.5 It's your man Chief Sosa man, GBE shit, 300 shit O block shit, bang bang, you know how I'm rockin Understand, all the way from Chicago, Chiraq, 300 You know what I', sayin, rockin with my boy Mike Will And eardrummers, Chiraq to ATL, I see ya'll niggas out here doing young man, bang bang [Hook: Chief Keef] Bitch you see me and my team, they be on that 300 Glory boys yeah we be on that, I got guap tell your bitch to get on that On this dough I tell your bitch get on that She on that, she see me she on that We don’t get money team you can’t get on that Get off my dick tell your bitch to get on that She now my bitch, tell your bitch to get on that [Verse 1: Chief Keef] I pull out my dick tell your bitch to get on that She like my car she fuck me in my foreign She like that I'm Sosa, them niggas foreign I’m flexin and finessin in them torax Each time... fuego, disrespect my semo…got a halo I’m a baller harlic I’m bout my pesos Your bitch keep on calling tell her to leggo Letras de cancionesMy money stacking up so high like lego Tryina be sosa, this ain’t no race though Tryina be sosa, home boy you came close This bitch know sosa he got that playdough [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Scooter] I’m the voice of the streets, you know I own it I’m talkin way before this rap I had a foreign After the show I fucked your bitch and she was borin We came along way from the slums, now we tourin Pimp g, I put the whole world on it GBE, Chief Keef, that’s my homie A half of brick, I put a whole 9 on it One sip, I keep 2 9’s on me I want the money bags, had money attack The money got me geeked Remix is hela swag, we the finesse kings Rob a nigga with no mask How to be a millionaire, I put you on that [Hook] From Letras Mania