Pardon Em - Chief Keef

Taxing all these niggas, Uncle Sam

My forty fell down my pants, pardon him

Is that Superman? I thought it was him

Riding in foreigns

Taxing all these niggas, Uncle Sam

My forty fell down my pants, pardon him

Is that Superman? I thought it was him

Riding in a fucking foreign, Rarri and dem

I’d be getting some money if I was dem

These niggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem

She ride me like a psycho, Harley and dem

Who shooting them pipes up? All of dem

I be getting high like Molly and dem

Bitch, I’m cooling with my shawty and dem

Bitch, I’m cooling with my partner and dem

When they see that opp, bet they shot at him

They was off the drugs, pardon dem

I was toting slugs, pardon dem

Until them bitches 'came a part of him

His chest, his face, every part of him

I don’t really know, monday I’m popping dem

I only knew my fucking momma and dem

Snakes in the grass, it’s a lot of dem

I be getting up off my ass just to watch for dem

Taxing all these niggas, Uncle Sam

My forty fell down my pants, pardon him

Is that Superman? I thought it was him

Riding in a fucking foreign, Rarri and dem

I’d be getting some money if I was dem

These niggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem

She ride me like a psycho, Harley and dem

Who shooting them pipes for? All of dem

Shoes on my feet, I don’t know what the fuck they cost

But I know how much the fuck they cost

They cost fifteen hundred dollars

Remeber when I couldn’t get a dollar

I had to make a fuck nigga holla

Pistol to his fucking school and daughter

Put this pistol to his fucking mother

Told his mama «your son got my cheddar»

I don’t wanna have to use my Beretta

My Beretta go through your damn leather

Boy, you better have a teflon

Taxing all these niggas, Uncle Sam

Sosa, Sammy Sosa, I be him

I hit a homerun after party with him

Come through shooting up your party and dem

Catch you in the lobby, you get lobby left

I don’t give a fuck, bitch I am a fe-lo-ny

Now this felony get cheese

This felony got bitches on they knees, making them bleed

Counting this cheese, counting them G’s, nigga

I don’t fuck with police, nigga

Up this mothafucka, I’m like «freeze nigga, freeze nigga»

Taxing all these niggas, Uncle Sam

My forty fell down my pants, pardon him

Is that Superman? I thought it was him

Riding in a fucking foreign, Rarri and dem

I’d be getting some money if I was dem

These niggas ain’t getting no money, pardon dem

She ride me like a psycho, Harley and dem

Who shooting them pipes for? All of dem