Bitch I'm Chief Sosa, if yo man ain't acting right
Tellin' all your friends about me, hoe, you got your braggin' rights
I know we just met but is you gon' let me smash tonight
I was just playing but is you gon' give me head tonight
You might get a chance, girl, to live your life and rock my ice
You can have all of me, everything, just not my life
You can smoke all my weed, everything, just don't do white
Do me a favor, don't do guys, and you can do what you like

Chief Keef - Bragging Rights (Unreleased & Remastered)

I be poppin' tags 
Big gats on my guys
Make me go up in my bag 
Who the fuck is that? 
He a broke Nigga in disguise 
So high I can blend with the sky, yeah 
Baby wanna sit on my lap 
She think I’m Santa Claus with all these hoes
Hold up baby pause (Hold that shit back, ayy, bang bang)
I’m a lion look at these paws 
Tell her let go of me balls, yeah 
I rock the fuckin' crown, ayy 
Your hoe seen my ice and got lost 
I think she really want my balls 
I ain’t mean to hurt your heart 
AK it spit far, 100 yards 
You a cop ass nigga, Paul Blart 
Think they invisible, they sneaked in my yard 
I gotta play it smart, yeah 
Baby said she heard I be kickin' shit like "Hiiyahh" 
Say she finna die hard 
My niggas shoot easy, them niggas is try hards 
That's why niggas in charge 
Some of my niggas still locked up behind bars 
Had to take that charge 
Someone please pour me a cup because I’m parshed 
You can get creased like starch 
I go anywhere I want with no bodyguards 
Hollin' on my ass (Bang), she say my daughter my twin
Take her to the crib, we gone get it in (Get in)
High off the loud (Loud), 40. on my lap (Lap)
6 blunts down, keep pre-rolls around (Turbo)
So where you been at? I don’t come around
All these fake ass niggas, I might spark 'em down
It’s a new Sheriff in town
Hit you with a Desert Eagle since you want some clout
Where's everything? I have it now
I just left the mall, at the mall were no consuls
They told me I couldn’t ball, you know we gotta break it off
I wish I had made the law (Law), I gotta thank the lord
Every time I wake up (Wake up), every time I go to sleep (Go to sleep), I be with a freak (Freak), she don’t wanna leave (Leave)
My bed comfy (Fy), it’s so many wanna be’s (Be's)
I be startin' to call 'em Keef (Keef)
What a bitch want from me? (Me)
Feds been on me In a car with a swan door 
Bankroll after bankroll 
Shawty said that my house look like a carnival 
Tell me something I don’t know 
Aye, be careful the streets will swallow you 
Gotta be clutchin' niggas be followin' you 
I ain't never did shit that you do 
Your mans pop up next to you
Ain’t my shit like a vegetable 
I know that she be stressin' you 
I swear that bitch, she don’t mess with you 
Textin' my phone 'bout how I gassed you
Hope in the next ride, we catchin' you 
Don’t pour me a cup if it's a deuce (Uh)
Give yo' lil bitch ass a mess or two (Uh)
When I wake up, I wake and bake (Uh)
I count the cake (Uh, bang bang), I stimulate, ayy
She call me bae (Bang bang), move your body, ayy, if you're not gon' sip
Baby, I don’t care, baby, I was playin' (Bah bah)
I’m the man, he a pretty boy, get my fuckin' tats
So we let some shots off, you fuckin' rat (Dududuh)
She love my coat (Bang), I get off the mall (Ayy)
Bring her back up, take her back low, I gotta go, say he with the rainbow (Ayy, bang bang)
How you ain't know? (Bang bang)
Tell her "Go go", all that back off, wait don't snore (Bang bang)
Ball in the snow (Bang bang)
I made it before (Bang bang)
Hit him in the wind, ayy
He thought he was a ghost (Bang bang)
I told that nigga "Try me", ayy, ayy, a different approach
Askin' the kids, ayy, he was a hoe (Yeah, he a hoe)
Gettin' the moeny, servin' yo ass a toast (Bang bang bang, ayy)
(Bang bang bang, hello, the money, where are you? Bang bang)
You wanna be this, you wanna be that, everydays on the block, tryna make a mill back
Ain't no tellin' guns we got, is their life 'bout the receipt (Yeah, yeah, bang bang)

Chief Keef - Hope (Unreleased)

Sasuke 2

[Intro]
Sosa on the beat
Ayy, bling bling
Got 30 in my ning ding, ayy
Now all you hear is sirens, ring ring
Gang

[Chorus]
Got 30 in my ning ding, ayy, ayy, it's a drill, bitch, ding ding, ayy (Gang gang, nigga)
Hit yo block, now all you hear is sirens, ring-ring
Hoes call my phone, ring ring, I can’t answer, bitch, I'm in a meetin', ayy
Then after that, gotta get on a flight, I'm leavin' 
Check out my bling bling, ayy, ayy, when I look at it, I'm a Ling Ling, ayy
Fuck nigga act like he want it then he can meet the ning ding
Black Disciple, ayy, nigga gon' need another meaning, ayy 
What I ain't I will never be, what I am, bitch, I'm being, gang

[Verse 1]
Clip hold 2-4, ayy , ayy, bitch, we all 2-4, 
Pull on yo block (Skrt), hold 30’s, give a nigga kudos (Bang bang, gang gang)
My watch a lil full note, ayy, ayy, but yo’ watch look fu though, ayy 
Hand out the window, top down when I ride my two-door
Smokin' on two boats, ayy, spend a couple grand on two new loafs 
I'm just flexin' on niggas but they say I’m acting new new though, ayy 
No WWE, choppa sumo
.40 Mayweather aimed at yo' tooth though 
Smoke straight Tooka pack, no fu, no, ayy 
What you've done, only you know, ayy 
I just sold ten verses and got two more, ayy 
Bitch, I take hot dough when I take cool dough 

[Chorus]
Got 30 in my ning ding, ayy, ayy , it's a drill, bitch, ding ding, ayy 
Hit yo block, now all you hear is sirens, ring-ring 
Hoes call my phone, ring ring , I can't answer, bitch, I'm in a meetin', ayy
Then after that, gotta get on a flight, I'm leavin' 
Check out my bling bling, ayy, ayy, when I look at it, I'm a Ling Ling, ayy
Fuck nigga act like he want it then he can meet the ning ding
Black Disciple, ayy, nigga gon' need another meaning, ayy
What I ain't I will never be, what I am, bitch, I'm being, gang

[Verse 2]
Tray Savage got the Mac, hit yo in yo' back, brrah (Nigga)
Gang, nigga, Blood Gang, nigga, we roll with that, gang (Gang, ayy, ayy)
Pull up on the crib 
Smoking on this Tooka 
Pull up with my niggas, ayy, we tote double triggers
When them double triggers hit ya then the hollow tips eat ya, ayy 
Them bitches delete ya, ayy, turn up, bitch, fuck a meter, ayy
Burn 'em up just like some reefer
You be smokin' sativa, I be smokin' dope dope, Blue Indica
Your thot hot, I'ma fever, ayy, a couple Xanax, I'll be into her
Rollin' 'round with that illegal, got my weed card so I'm smokin' on legal
Chief Sosa don't like people (Nah), that's Almighty Sosa, I know he does

[Chorus]
Got 30 in my ning ding, ayy, ayy , it's a drill, bitch, ding ding, ayy 
Hit yo block, now all you hear is sirens, ring-ring 
Hoes call my phone, ring ring , I can't answer, bitch, I'm in a meetin', ayy
Then after that, gotta get on a flight, I'm leavin' 
Check out my bling bling, ayy, ayy, when I look at it, I'm a Ling Ling, ayy
Fuck nigga act like he want it then he can meet the ning ding
Black Disciple, ayy, nigga gon' need another meaning, ayy
What I ain't I will never be, what I am, bitch, I'm being, gang

Chief Keef - Being (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
Boy, go get your girl 'cause she on me
'Cause I be flexing, I got all this money on me
Every bitch that's bibber right now on me
They swallow all my kids 'cause I got lots of money
Since I got rich, my hoes say I act phony
But little do they know I'm still 300
I just pull up in foreigns, counting money
Fucking on foreigns, that ain't nothing

[Verse]
I'm smoking on this dope, it got me choking
Johnny Dang got my ears the size of a quarter
I do lean, I don't do that Molly water
Ain't got no main, I don't do them thottianas
I need a bad bitch that look like Rihanna
Got a ass and can cook like my mama
When she walk past, shit, it look like I want her
But I'ma pass, baby, I'm just being honest
Don't wanna smash, baby, I just want the knee-knee
Don't know why they hatе me, don't why they wanna be mе
I don't look that good, don't know why they wanna see me
'Cause my dick so good, they like, "Why you wanna leave me", they love Chief Keef

[Chorus]
Boy, go get your girl 'cause she on me
'Cause I be flexing, I got all this money on me
Every bitch that's bibber right now on me
They swallow all my kids 'cause I got lots of money
Since I got rich, my hoes say I act phony
But little do they know I'm still 300
I just pull up in foreigns, counting money
Fucking on foreigns, that ain't nothing

Chief Keef - Being (Unreleased)

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