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letra de han han (original version) - chief keef

[intro]
my boy, what? my boy
hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah
hah, hah, hah, hah

[verse 1]
if it’s up, it’s up then (it’s up)
only care ’bout money (money)
told that b-tch she ugly (ugly)
she think she classy but she dusty (dusty)
she think she poppin’ but she busted (busted)
she be on that thot sh-t (thot)
lv on my luggage (louis)
i want nothin’ but bands (guap)
lil reese a block-head (block)
folks couldn’t leave the block dead (nah)
i pull up in a drop head (skrrt)
whoop, that’s what the cop said (f-ck the cops)
ayy, lil’ baby, stop it (stop it)
off, could you knock it? (knock it)
down the block, i’m choppin’ (i’m choppin’)
man, them n-ggas rock-heads (b-tch)
oh, lil’ n-gga, we not scared (nah)
i smoke weed ’cause i’m a pothead (dope)
leave a lil’ n-gga drop dead (bang, bang)
i f-ck around and leave a cop dead (woo)
folks’nem still slide down on the opps sh-t (the opps)
i upped my jump, told her top it
saw somethin’ i wanted, i copped it, uh
the dope i’m smokin’ too toxic, uh
can’t even tell lawyer what i did
tryna pull it up, i’m f-ckin’
i’m tryna see if i’m f-ckin’, uh
saw the five-seven like, “what’s this?”
[chorus]
i’m slipping? you tripping
blam blam, him, him
han, han, han, han
han, han, han, han

[verse 2]
flexing on my old b-tches like (flexin’)
i wish that, i can give a f-ck (uh)
you can’t even sit with us (han, han)
you ain’t gang, you ain’t gang (han, han)
n-gga, you can take the thot (han, han)
do your thing, do your thing (han, han)
you couldn’t even get the box (han, han)
’cause you lames, ’cause you lame, ayy (han, han)
some hoes don’t be tryna f-ck (han, han)
but they’ll give you brain, give you brain (han, han)
i just rolled a couple up (han, han)
residue on my helmut lang, helmut lang, ayy (han, han)

- chief keef

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