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3hunna gecs - abriction lyrics

[intro]
f*ckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop
“chief keef ain’t ’bout this, chief keef ain’t ’bout that”
my boy a bd on f*cking lamron and them
he, he, they say that n*gga don’t be putting in no work
shut the f*ck up
y’all n*ggas ain’t know sh*t
all y’all motherf*ckers talkin’ about
“chief keef ain’t no hitter
chief keef ain’t this
chief keef a fake”
shut the f*ck up
y’all don’t live with that n*gga
y’all know that n*gga got caught with a ratchet
shootin’ at the police and sh*t
n*gga been on probation since f*ckin’ i don’t know when
motherf*cker, stop f*ckin’ playin’ him like that
them n*ggas savages out there
if i catch another motherf*cker talking sweet about chief keef
i’m f*cking beatin’ they ass
i’m not f*cking playin’ no more
y’all know them n*ggas roll with lil reesе and them
[chorus]
these b*tchеs love sosa, o end or no end
f*ckin’ with them o boys, you gon’ get f*cked over
‘raris and rovers, these hoes love chief sosa
hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
they do it all for sosa, you boys ain’t making no noise
y’all know i’m a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
god, y’all some broke boys, god, y’all some broke boys
we gbe dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

[verse 1]
these b*tches love sosa and they love them glo boys
know we from the ‘go boy, but we cannot go, boy
no, i don’t know old boy, i know he’s a broke boy
‘raris and rovers, convertible lambos
disrespect them o boys, you won’t speak again, boy
don’t think that i’m playin’, boy, no, we don’t use hands, boy
no, we don’t do friends, boy, collect bands, i’m a landlord
i gets lots of commas, i can f*ck your momma
i ain’t with the drama, you can meet my llama
ridin’ with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns
these b*tches see chief sosa, i swear to god, they honored
they honored, they honored

[verse 2]
don’t make me call d. rose, boy, he six double*o, boy
and he keep that pole, boy, you gon’ get f*cked over
b*tch, i done sell soda and i done sell coca
she gon’ clap for sosa, he gon’ clap for sosa
they do it for sosa, yeah, they do it for sosa, yeah
they do it for sosa, yeah, they do it for sosa
tadoe off the molly water, so n*gga be cool like water
‘fore you get hit with this lava, b*tch, i’m the trending topic
don’t care no price, i’ll cop it, b, and your b*tch steady jockin’ me
[chorus]
these b*tches love sosa, o end or no end
f*ckin’ with them o boys, you gon’ get f*cked over
‘raris and rovers, these hoes love chief sosa
hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
they do it all for sosa, you boys ain’t making no noise
y’all know i’m a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
god, y’all some broke boys, god, y’all some broke boys
we gbe dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

- abriction lyrics

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