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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Loose by Chief Keef




Loose
[Hook: Chief Keef]
I’m toting a big ass bone crusher
Excuse him, he don’t know better
Now watch him go through your leather
Like click-clack, we on your schedule
If you knew better, you would do better
I’m getting money now, I used to shoot niggas
Who that in the cut? It’s the crew, nigga
They my dawgs, boy, don’t make me let ’em loose, nigga
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I’m here to bring my dawgs out the cut with them sitcks
I might just pop out the cut with your b**ch
I’m up in the club, in the cut with the sh*ts
Rolling whole pounds and I’m pouring whole bricks
I can’t talk to you, pussy boy, you’s a Narc
Think that you a shark, hit your ass with a dart
Hop up in this foreign, hit your ass with the car
Thinking that you cold, put this heat to your heart
I got King Kong in my blunt
I got Donkey Kong in the trunk
I got (?) in my backpack
Up this b**ch and go grrah
[Hook: Chief Keef]
I’m toting a big ass bone crusher
Excuse him, he don’t know better
Now watch him go through your leather
Like click-clack, we on your schedule
If you knew better, you would do better
I’m getting money now, I used to shoot niggas
Who that in the cut? It’s the crew, nigga
They my dawgs, boy, don’t make me let ’em loose, nigga
[Verse 2: Lil Reeese]
I love all my dawgs, GBE, b**ch, that’s the clique
Hop out with that choppa, b**ch, you swear I’m with the sh*ts
Niggas flexing, man, they ain’t on sh*t
Ask that nigga, man, I been to f**k his b**ch
If you knew better, you would do better ’cause it ain’t sh*t
Niggas tweaking, man, we hit ’em in they sh*t
Word around the town he run his mouth just like a b**ch
(What he is then?) I guess that nigga is a b**ch
Better not compare me to him, that nigga ain’t on sh*t
Same nigga, I’ve been with the sh*t
I can’t switch up, I know what I’m in for with the sh*t
Excuse all my niggas ’cause all they love is shooting sh*t
[Hook: Chief Keef]
I’m toting a big ass bone crusher
Excuse him, he don’t know better
Now watch him go through your leather
Like click-clack, we on your schedule
If you knew better, you would do better
I’m getting money now, I used to shoot niggas
Who that in the cut? It’s the crew, nigga
They my dawgs, boy, don’t make me let ’em loose, nigga
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Who that in the cut? Them my motherf**king dawgs
Hide your credit cards ’cause these niggas f**king frauds
Pussy, go and leap if you feeling like a frog
Cops pull me over, car looking like it’s (?)
Walk up to the stage and I’m feeling like a champ
Know you SPS but I’ll get any nigga stamped
I’m all about my motherf**king weed like some Timbs
Disrespect then you get beat like an amp
I got bunny up in my cup
I’m a boss without the tux
I got some dawgs and I let ’em loose
Where the man? I gotta set some rules
[Hook: Chief Keef]
I’m toting a big ass bone crusher
Excuse him, he don’t know better
Now watch him go through your leather
Like click-clack, we on your schedule
If you knew better, you would do better
I’m getting money now, I used to shoot niggas
Who that in the cut? It’s the crew, nigga
They my dawgs, boy, don’t make me let ’em loose, nigga
[Outro: Chief Keef]
Bone crusher
He don’t know better
Go through your leather
If you knew better
I’m getting money now
Who that in the cut? It’s the crew, nigga
They my dawgs, boy, don’t make me let ’em loose, nigga




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