Chief Keef

Cops
My watch is so flurry, take your bitch, I bet he can My gun is so dirty, yours I point, I bet he jam This ain't peanut butter, I can't be up in these jams Pussy niggas tell it, y'all can't be up in these slams Cops done met us on your block, we in that [?], out that jam Pussy niggas stop that flexin', you know you ain't 'bout that there Say you're a shooter, nigga stop right there Red beam your head, put the dot right there [?] 50 niggas with Glocks right there [?] cops right there Pull up on your strip with the hollow tip, startin' shit Take a whiff of this here, my gun fun and shit, pardon it Bulldog with the 4 5th, and I target it, I did it 30 shots on my hip, and I bargained it, I did it 30 karats on my wrist, they just shine and shit, pardon it Fuck niggas act like fish, pulled up and sardined it, I did it Ridin' down your block, just came from [?] Bitch we lightin' shit Bitch I run this shit, this ain't a rally, bitch we climbin' shit Jumped out the porch when I was 9 and shit On the block totin' a 9 and shit Runnin' up, committin' crimes and shit Them bein' on that grimy shit Now my jewelry bling as shit Now I'm the biggest thing and shit SongtexteSmokin' on dope, the blue dream and shit This shit got me dreamin' and shit My watch is so flurry, take your bitch, I bet he can My gun is so dirty, yours I point, I bet he jam This ain't peanut butter, I can't be up in these jams Pussy niggas tell it, y'all can't be up in these slams Cops done met us on your block, we in that [?], out that jam Pussy niggas stop that flexin', you know you ain't 'bout that there Say you're a shooter, nigga stop right there Red beam your head, put the dot right there [?] 50 niggas with Glocks right there [?] cops right there You got a Hi Point 8, nigga what? You think with that Hi Point 8, you finna bust? You think you're a high boy, aye, nigga what? Creepin' down the pavement, aye, finna buck, up With them slugs Shoot you in your face and your nuts Nigga, aye, what's up With all these fuck niggas, talkin' a bunch of nothin'? Scooby Doo shots, when we pullin' up Shootin' up shots, shootin' up your cars Nigga run up, done up, hah, yeah, wish you luck Click clack these guns, make 'em hot, these hoes fizzin' up Sizzlin' up My watch is so flurry, take your bitch, I bet he can My gun is so dirty, yours I point, I bet he jam This ain't peanut butter, I can't be up in these jams Pussy niggas tell it, y'all can't be up in these slams Cops done met us on your block, we in that [?], out that jam Pussy niggas stop that flexin', you know you ain't 'bout that there Say you're a shooter, nigga stop right there Red beam your head, put the dot right there [?] 50 niggas with Glocks right there [?] cops right there Aus Songtexte Mania