Текст песни Pitbulls - Chief Keef , A!M , Skengdo

Drop-top, headshot when your roof down
A Mally with the bally got a new sound
Boop-boop-boop-boop, that's a tre pound
And now you're thinkin' that you shoulda never came out
12-gauge, dot-dot, chat shit, get shot
This spot's got hot, gotta change out
Cattin' for a hot-wok or a steakhouse
And if my nigga don't eat, I'ma spray rounds
And if my nigga got beef then it's my war
How many niggas in your set would you die for?
And if your nigga got shot, would you shoot back?
You got a gun but you don't know how to use that

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It's best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own (bitch)
It's best that you leave me alone (leave me, baby)
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)

You got a trap but don't know how to get it jumpin'
You in a fast car, but don't even know how to push it (skrr, skrr)
I'm in a fast car gettin' T like I'm Pusha
You say you a killer but now we gotta push ya
Two 30's under tee, like I'm Booker
Slide on ya late night like a hooker (two 30's)
Send my young boy to smoke you like a hookah
They gon' think that he a chef when he cook ya'
Pick a chopstick up, and chop you like a butcher
Take the magazine, now we pluggin' like it's hooked up
You be shootin' in the air like your shit looked up (bitch)
Let it go tlil ain't no more like my shit booked up (diamonds)

They're like, "Skeng, you better calm down" (down)
"You're gonna end up locked or rottin' in the ground" (rottin')
But they know I can't stop, I gotta make the pound (no, no, no)
Old school, out the window, wouldn't make a sound
Hella man chatty, yeah, they're bitches
The bitches, tellin' me I should do kissing (no, no)
She's mythin'
Only the cash I'd be lipsing (true)
The big ting, she shoves it in her mouth, she ain't thinkin'
Them man there fear the kitchen (true)
But that's cool cah the corn game is different (baow, baow)
You don't wanna see my dargs when we risen (no, you don't)
You don't wanna see my dargs when we risen (baow)

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It's best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It's best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)

Gimme one chance, gimme one chance
Shouts Drake but I don't need one dance
Need a big red bone, what the bomboclaat?
And home time, if she can't hold firearms
I don't fuck with that bitch, if that bitch is lame
The only reason she about cah' she givin' brain (noddy)
If she a ten-out-of-ten, then I'm runnin' game
And I attempt to catch a M, it's in my fuckin' name
I attempt to catch a M, it's in my fuckin' name
I attempt to catch a M, it's in my fuckin' name
If she a ten-out-of-ten, then I'm runnin' game
And I attempt to catch a M, it's in my fuckin' name
I was upsuh, billin' up, billin' up grub
I'm a shotter, livin' up in the gutter
With a rasta
Spinner up, helicopter
Then I fucked up
Hit and run, I got sucked up

Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It's best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)
Mind how you talk on the phone
My two pitbulls walk around on their own
It's best that you leave me alone
My bro got his watch from Sierra Leone (diamonds)

Who made this? JB made this, hahaha