Lyrics:
utchitimu
Itsumo kokoro nei eiro itsumo
Anata dake no basho ga aru kara
(K9)
You wanna get down with k-n-i-n-e, make sure that's pure l-o-v-e
Never talk
They don't wanna fight me
I'm snatchin' ya ass up
First nigga act up
First nigga get bust
Majestic, gettin' shreeded while I'm twirlin' and switchin'
don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got
I'm gonna tell
don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got
I'm gonna tell
comin' back
And I'm Chief Keef, bitch
Off a pill, I feel like ET, bitch
When I hit, you spin like a CD, bitch
Can't get caught by CPD, bitch
My nigga
Is it Weatherspoons is it Witherspoons
When I go there time just zooms
Start drinking at 9am
Sober up have lunch and get drunk again
You wanna go
things right and still get questioned I don't fit what's normal
Never tried to blend in, hand full of people in my circle
Didn't really care cause I
Late night LA vibes
I'm finna take a drive
I don't get high
Bitch cause I stay high
I heard your mans a rat through the grapevine
My whole team
amazing
An' don't get misled
By my Caucasian persuasion
Cause without hesitation
I send metal casin's
Flyin' from this click-clack
As I get off on the kick
snakin', back door be wide open
The one that you kill for might kill you for money, so I keep a nine on me
These diamonds be glowin', these bitches be on me,
left from my side
All these memories
Category 5 when we fall from cloud 9
Glad that I survived when you left from my side
Can't say I don't remember
goin' dumb retarded
Fuck a double cup bitch I don't sip lean (Aha)
If you tryna get piped, you get piped by my team
Got a lazer on sight and we shootin'
handy
And a globe filled with Jerry's
A born style bender,can't say the many Varys
Me n my own,get it for the contrary
Don't wear blonde,who you thought
Yeah, yeah yeah, oooh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh (Okay, Type Oh) Oooh, oooh
If I fall down nine times I'ma get up ten
Cut 'em off one by one
I can't do fake
wanna get him back
But I don't wanna do another custodial sentence
In a four-by-four pad
And I gotta take this time to apologize to my best friend
'Cause
asshole
I’m that n***a with the cash flow that’s baggin’ bad hoes
This that, I could prolly get you any Birkin Bag Flow
But I won’t, ain’t I tell you I’m
slide if I might get some Mmm
Huh
Space type high in a coop with no roof
Huh
You and I don't vibe aint no lie its the truth
Huh
Shawty on my side paradise
understand me?
Get Low, Young Black Brotha (YBB) colabortation.
9-9.
Doin' it live.
Movie and soundtrack beware of those nigga.
JT Tha Bigga Figga
Jamaica!
Just cause I'm guilty
We burn from Jamaica straight back to America
Don't live at all
Philly! Manhattan! Yo! Washington!
Let's get the party
with niggas with
Sticky Fingaz, (yeah, yeah)
I though about it,
And naw, I don't doubt it,
Might get us,
But don't fuck with us,
Gunz
Gunz
if u faking u get derailed for
Grew up in a time where u need a hook get pharrell for it
Just pay attention dont end up dead or in jail homie
New
Im pretty n hood
Never seen a young nigga look this good
Im pretty n hood
Walking around like shit i wish a nigga would
Picked me up on a jetti
When
They Told A Young Player
Shooters Trail Me In The Drop, Don’t Get Dropped Player
You Chose To Fxk H***, I Chose To Sell Bo’s
I Only Sell By The Ounce But
of the heart
Love's been tearing us apart
Some days I’m good but most I’m dark
But tonight I’m feeling alright
So I’m gonna get myself dressed to the nines
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