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letra de none like them anymore - chief keef

[intro]
ayy, (sosa on the beat), ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, (sosa on the beat), ayy

[chorus]
i be fresh like funeral service, in the mountains, no service (sos’ baby)
gettin’ high, no purpose (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, blood gang, gang gang gang gang gang, cap gang, linen gang, ayy ayy)
wanna carry a glock? which one you workin’?
up it and he got nervous, he so scared, he lack courage (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, cap gang, cap gang)
shoot his ass in the dirt, stab him and it got worse (uh)
strap in my b-tch purse, yellow truck, big bird, suck it ‘til her lips hurt (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, what up? uh)
one thing about me, don’t care what they do, you noticed that, ain’t you? (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, bang bang)

[verse 1]
i take care of my family, ayy jesus, thank you
i cannot repay you, you gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang gang)
rip my n-ggas, chicago a zoo
lapd so sweet, they ain’t get my tool
sosa baby, how you doin’? f-ck that, baby, how you doin’?
like a phantom how you goin’, like a chia pet, money growin’
i’m a ballin’ davies in the stores, i’ma big bear with a porsche
i’ll toss a n-gga like s’mores, i’ll take his ass on the court
he on the combo board, i’ll give him six like the warriors
we’ll cut him open like the morgue, he won’t be here anymore
you talkin’ about h-rning? it’s a lotta single time wh0res
rip them real n-ggas, none like them anymore
[interlude]
yeah, yeah, bang, yeah, bang bang
yeah, sos’ baby, yeah, gbe baby

[chorus]
i be fresh like funeral service, in the mountains, no service (sos’ baby)
gettin’ high, no purpose (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, blood gang, gang gang gang gang gang, cap gang, linen gang, ayy ayy)
wanna carry a glock? which one you workin’?
up it and he got nervous, he so scared, he lack courage (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, cap gang, cap gang)
shoot his ass in the dirt, stab him and it got worse (uh)
strap in my b-tch purse, yellow truck, big bird, suck it ‘til her lips hurt (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, ayy, ayy, bang bang, what up? uh)
one thing about me, don’t care what they do, you noticed that, ain’t you?
you might be gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[verse 2]
hold that gun then how you lose?
girl, you know i’m a pro with tools
i’m a animal on the loose
fresh boy to the photo shoot
ridin’ in a four door coupe
baby, i can’t go with you
he should do what i can’t do
do yo’ thing, i’m proud of you
free my brothers ’til it’s free
judge won’t get the hold of me
choppa sing a harmony
doa it’s gonna be
pop them x like vitamin c
i give b-tches vitamin d
hit a n-gga over his head
baby, it’s alright with me, ayy
[outro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (sos’ baby)
ayy, ayy, (gbe baby), ayy, ayy (bang bang)
on gang, ayy ayy, cap gang, ayy ayy, linen gang
ayy ayy, gang, yeah, gang, yeah, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy
bang bang, ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy (woah, cap gang, huh, yeah, yeah)

- chief keef

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