Dear - Chief Keef

Aye, Chief Sosa man\nAlmighty Sosa nigga\nGood Sosa man\nAye, rest in peace Big Glo\nRest in peace Morgan\nFree Wop, free Slick nigga\nGang gang nigga\nKnow how we bang bang nigga\nFuck you talkin bout?\nNiggas swear they comin'\nWe ain’t comin'\nWhat the fuck you thought my nigga\nWe rockin' and we rollin' and\nWe pumpin' up and we don’t pop out\nPop out with Glocks out nigga\nSkoodooskoo nigga\nDooladoo niggas\nBang nigga, aye\n3 double O nigga\n6 double O nigga\nRest in peace real Lil Steve nigga\nFuck with y’all niggas\nFree Rose man\nI just hit a lick, I’m finna take a trip\nMight go to China, with a lotta grip\nGrip up on my hip, Imma let it rip\nAnd my pocket money, I’m professor built\nBlood gang, I fuck with crips\nNigga I’m fuckin' dipped\nGlo Gang, nigga we the fuckin' shit\nI’m high bitch, I’m smokin'\nThey play me on your fuckin' strip\nI got a letter, Imma start it off with «Dear»\nCome thru in all black\nWhite chocolate whistles\nI got a gun\nWhy the fuck would I call some niggas?\nA nigga said that he went on Chief Sosa, neva\nI’m a fuckin' dog, ruff ruff get em'\nBentley Hunnas, ridin' thru your block shiftin'\nIf you gon bring a knife nigga don’t bring not a weapon\nI’m smokin' on the skunk and this is smelly\nChief Sosa Buddha cuz I got a big old belly\nShe said she want my time, but I can’t tell it (thotty)\nIts bling blingy, a nigga felt it\nSwear these niggas always jokin'\nFuckin Mike Eppin'\nBitch I’m gettin' money, how am I jealous?\nI ain’t got no jets so I ride first class\nI swear my fuckin' seat turn into a bed\nThe pilot saw my eyes and said they awfully red\nI told him «I get high as you, I’m the man»\nI just hit a lick, I’m finna take a trip\nMight go to China, with a lotta grip\nGrip up on my hip, Imma let it rip\nAnd my pocket money, I’m professor built\nBlood gang, I fuck with crips\nNigga I’m fuckin' dipped\nGlo Gang, nigga we the fuckin' shit\nI’m high bitch, I’m smokin'\nThey play me on your fuckin' strip\nI got a letter, Imma start it off with «Dear»\nDear miss, I’m that fuckin' nigga\nHot as ice, swear that I’m so sicka\nRuler in that contagious, that sicka\nIt’s lookin' like a fuckin' sticker\nI called the stain, he get stepped up\nWith my zo’s in Miami, flipped up\nThey bring them sticks out and stuck ya\nYou thinkin' that you hard, they push ya\nI’m finna take a trip to Russia\nJust get 10 thousand to my fuckin' mother\nAnd 20 to my grandma\nI left and told em' that I love em'\nCalled Kay Kay on the phone she like «Hey daddy»\n«I like what you doin» swear she so happy\nShe want all the clothes\nShe wanna be so swaggy\nI named my son Your Highness\nI named my mac Macky\nI just hit a lick, I’m finna take a trip\nMight go to China, with a lotta grip\nGrip up on my hip, Imma let it rip\nAnd my pocket money, I’m professor built\nBlood gang, I fuck with crips\nNigga I’m fuckin' dipped\nGlo Gang, nigga we the fuckin' shit\nI’m high bitch, I’m smokin'\nThey play me on your fuckin' strip\nI got a letter, Imma start it off with «Dear»