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letra de all in - chief keef

[intro]
skrrt
skrrt skrrt skrrt
skrrt skrrt skrrt
all in, all in, all in

[hook]
all in, all in
if you tossing money, i am all in
heard you wasn’t in line, n-gga, fall in
i just left yo b-tch and i got all in
all in, all in
yo b-tch on me ’cause i keep balling
and i swear that this money keep calling
but long as it keep coming i am all in

[verse 1]
aw d-mn
just got some guns and some pounds in
never wanna hear all in
that mac and tec be cousins
they be bussing, they cussing
toolie out, i’m like f-ck it
unless the police come, i won’t tuck it for nothing
heard n-ggas on that f-ck sh-t
cl!ck clack, this nina ready to f-ck sh-t
catch up, no dj mustard
boy, you getting no money if i ain’t love it
money my discussion
you ain’t discussing money, i ain’t talkin

[verse 2]
all in
met yo b-tch and i was all in that thang
when i pull up, i went all in the bank
trap house, flats all in that thang
naw, boy, you can’t hang
(n-gga, you can’t hang)
you ain’t with the glo gang
(’cause you ain’t with the gang gang)
i be spitting propane
(i be spitting dope, n-gga)
it’s something that you ain’t know, man
(it’s something that you ain’t know, n-gga)
i be balling, i be wilding, vip and f-ck a line and
i be all up in the club, standing all over the couches
and i do this sh-t for blood, henny all over the couches
if you talking ’bout that money, i swear i am ’bout it

[outro]
that’s it

part 2: rolls

[intro]
aye (aye, dp)
i got all the hoes, i got all the hoes
(i’m ’bout my mothaf-cking rolls)
all the hoes, i got all the hooooeeees
(i’m ’bout my mothaf-cking rolls, since 2015, glo gang)
i got all the hoes
(i be selling dope, out my grandma front door, n-gga)
i got all the hoes
(clutch it, n-gga)
all the hoes, all the hoes
all the hoes, all the hoes
all the hoes, aaaawww
(and i got indicted, i don’t give no f-ck, aye)

[hook]
i got all the hoes, i got all the hoes
i got all the rolls, i be on the road
i can count this money with my eyes closed
ride by you, bye-bye, hoe
’cause i’m ’bout my rolls, b-tch, i’m ’bout my rolls
you ain’t talking rolls then i gotta go
i thought you kneeeewwww
baby, i am ’bout my rolls

[verse 1]
i’m ’bout my pesos, my rolls
you ain’t talking pesos, i shoot you in ya nose, and ya mouth
’cause you wasn’t talking right
better bring that money to the light, b-tch n-gga
’cause i’m a rich n-gga
for a show i need 6 figures
you talking 30 bands, i’ma take it
but yo show i might not make it
hoes think i am jamaican
rastafari dreads, they be shaking
pull up on they block, n-gga, shake it
cl!ck clack, this ning ding finna get baking
b-tch, i eat bacon
but i don’t f-ck with pigs, see them then i shake it
they gon’ try to strip me naked
take me to the cell, i can take it
it ain’t nothing, aye
n-gga try me then it’s bussing, 10-10
call a 10-10, code 10
’cause that ning ding be my twin, twin
that’s the only friend i got, other than guap
momma told me trust no one
snakes in the gr-ss, one of ’em gon’ bite, aye

[verse 2]
i thought you mothaf-ckin’ knew
pull up, b-tch, i’m ’bout my rolls
you ain’t talking rolls then we ’bout to blow
at your mothaf-ckin’ skull and your f-ckin’ nose
and your t–th, n-gga
we gon’ make your dumb-ss bleed, n-gga
30 in this ning ding, n-gga
it’s a drill, b-tch, ding ding, n-gga

- chief keef

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