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letra de jumanji - chief keef

[intro]
(yeah)
(it’s about that mothafucking time)
(chief otto is in the fucking building)
(he jumanji on you mothafuckas)
(k!lling you mothafuckas)

[hook]
i roll up flexin’, rest in peace niggas
everyday is halloween, trick or treat niggas
i got the loud pack for the sleep niggas
roll up, get throwed, bun b niggas
these niggas trynna see how i don’t see niggas
cuz when i look in the mirror i see me nigga
like the aliens you better come in peace nigga
or i’m letting animals out jumanji nigga

[verse 1]
i let some lions out the motherfuckin’ board game
you got monopoly money, boy your life’s a board game
i got thotty money, but these hoes get nothing
set to set, d-ck to d-ck, these hoes be fucking
riding in the m6 b-tch thats i8 cousin
high speed chase from the cops, and now they hunting
make his -ss, fumble the ball, now they punting
imma make it fair and catch the gang, now they running
tadoe be my running back, he run that shit to the hundred
i got hoes up in paris, i got b-tches in london
i could have a billion dollars, still gotta get me some money
if you a opp caught in the burbs, we leave your shit in the hundreds
car like a hot wheel, b-tch it’s a hot car
im riding fast in this b-tch, going to get my thot
like i’m in new york pull up on you, give my block
you can’t serve here no more, hit the bricks, kick rocks

[hook]
i roll up flexing, rest in peace niggas
everyday is halloween, trick or treat niggas
i got the loud pack for the sleep niggas
roll up, get throwed, bun b niggas
these niggas trynna see how i don’t see niggas
cuz when i look in the mirror i see me nigga
like the aliens you better come in peace nigga
or i’m letting animals out jumanji nigga

[verse 2]
i got the hood b-tch i’m no fuckin’ board game
i’m yahtzee with the dice, how i up and roll them
sosa let me hold some, boy your holdin’
hold on sit tight, i gotta let my hoe in
walk up in the party, see my shit swollen
i’m talking bout my pockets, this shit ain’t folding
this niggas to dim, these niggas ain’t gloin
throwin’ money in the club, b-tch, rain coated
she say she like her strawberry chocolate coated
im ridin’ p-ssed the boarder eating guacamole
alfredo, nigga fuck your mostaccioli
he throwing signs up, like chief so you gots to notice
im stevie wonder to the bullshit, with some keys
since i’m running for the mayor, b-tch i get the keys
to the city, b-tch i’m pullin’ up, with the ps
big joints size my feet, smoking christmas trees (bang x4)

- chief keef

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