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lirik lagu chief keef - the talk

[intro]
call my phone just tryna be all great n~gga

[verse 1]
i been in this sh~t boy, you know i ain’t no rude boy
i just get my d~ck sucked, anyway she fufu
i just throw my sets up, 24~1~4
tell them n~ggas stickin’ to me, hit ’em with the .44
diamonds from the north pole, i see you lookin bro
you in the trap, with the crack, you not cookin tho (skrt, skrt, skrt)
you streamin’ bands in yo sack on some hooker hoe
dont post yo guns and you said you ain’t cookin’ tho
watch out n~gga, gang pullin’ up
i heard you dropped a couple songs, they ain’t good enough
i see you hangin’ with them goofies, they ain’t hood enough
i see you trickin’ on that b~tch, what i wouldn’t know? (go)
i got a switchblade on the stick, imma cut you up
p~ssy actin’ like you rough, he ain’t rough enough (come stronger)
shorty tryna get on my business, she ain’t good enough
cops pull up on the sеt, we’ll cuss em
we don’t bang drums, what thе f~ck is up?
what in the foreign truck b~tch n~gga f~ck with us
i got porven like guitare band or the stuff
gang off the dope smokin’ got me caughin’ up
f~cking with them hoes, you gon’ get set up (ayy)
we got 50 pipes, we brought out the best ones
them pigs in your farm p~ssy, alabama
baby glock b~tch and i got f~ckin’ bed bugs
i been runnin sh~t, b~tches see my last num
yo homie just died boy, keep ya head up
i remember when i bought my first foreign ‘fore i call lamron (lamron)
i remember sellin dope on dipset, cameron
[verse 2]
ain’t no deals ’round him, he might tell some
ayy lil bro get low, i’m finna nail some
trap his ass, kidnap him before he nail some
lookin for me b~tch? i’m grindin on a wear or something
i got big 4~5 in my belt son, 34 size jeans bigger mirrors (mary)
remeber goin downtown steal out the camera
now the h~llcat sittin outside and it’s gettin’ rusty
‘member making bm buy me h&m
hold the p~ssy upside down, now i’m shakin him
cops got him in a room, and they breaking him (p~ssy!)
ambulance took too long, it’s too late for him (go)
yeah they say i’m the dog in the alpha lot
and my sippin cough syrup, gettin off the lot
i just pulled up on rarri, gettin off the lot
p~ssy boy if ya ain’t rich yet, stop the talk (p~ssy!)

[bridge]
(inaudible talking)
p~ssy!
whatchu talkin’ about, p~ssy!
go
go, go
go, go, go, go
ayy, ayy
duhduhduh, skuduskuh!
[verse 3]
chain cost a brick, arm him a pot can
try not to go to jam, n~gga not again
god told em cop a pace get him out of man
i call my fiend waka flocka, glock is waka’s hair
makin’ baking ohh sh~t, when we was off the xans
had baby ass glockie now i’m walkin’ in
ben frank, green jackson been my longest friends
seen ya outside the club and she gon’ get in
as your f~ckin’ last album, boy you need to stop
couldn’t even do it right it ain’t need to drop
‘member had a bad jewelry, man i need some stuff
boy you bling ten opps i go to sleep with guap
i can never tell my granny, i was fixin’ too
i just rolled on yo body, what a finsta do
hoe f~ck me around real patient like a finsta too
i just got fresh as f~ck for an insta shoot
pulled out black and white truck, moo moo moo
we ain’t never had a peak homie f~ck a move
homie i don’t know you n~gga who the f~ck is you?
my pops from the other side, n~gga f~ck him too
yeah i f~ck with him a little, n~gga what’s it to you?
we just bought some bumba cars tryna bump it to you
i just got some green tips and a bottle to you
heard you slide to the show, b~tch we brought them to you
dududuh
[outro]
aye dududuh gang gang gang gang dududuh dududuh gang
gang gang gang gang aye aye phew phew phew phew

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