Chief Keef

[fox69]

"Kane"
(feat. Tadoe)

"Kane"
(feat. Tadoe)



[Tadoe:]
Glo Gang
You know how we rocking
You niggas scared to glo up, man
That's fucked up, man
Get off y'all ass, man
Stop hating, man
You see us shining, man
All diamonds off grinding, man
Fuck them goofies niggas
Fake ass niggas acting like they hitting stains, nigga
Now catch y'all ass, I'm blowing brains, nigga
And that's on my dead homies, nigga
You know how I'm rocking, nigga
I'm Tadoe, nigga
I'm out here everyday, nigga

[Chief Keef:]
Menace to society like Kane
Menace to society, I'm whipping kane
Menace to society, I got that kane
Menace to society, I got that kane, got that kane
Got that menace to society
Got that menace to society, got that kane
Got that menace to society, got that kane
Menace to society, got that kane

Got that kane for your brain
Got that candy cane for your main
Heard she sniff coke
I just sold yo bitch coke
I just sold yo bitch dope
Say she like smoking dope
Say she like deep throating big balls
And you know Almighty a big baller
I be flexing in that big toy
I call him my lil big boy
And my dick, that's a big boy
She hop up on it like a big toy
You know you ain't with the shits, boy
You know you ain't toting clips, boy
Been had clips, been extendeds boy
Been had fifties, boy
Now we got the Russian chopper
Send yo dumbass to a Russian doctor
Send you to a Russian opera
Dumbass had no business playing Russian Roulette
Fuck niggas killed Blood, now they dodging bullets
Fuck nigga want war, y'all can get it
Come to Illinois bitch, y'all can split it
Bitch we got beef boy, and chicken
Bitch we got 30 30's and 10 10's
Bitch we got dirty 30's that we giving away
We got Luger birdy birdys that we giving away
We got 223's with the weed and hit your face
Send my youngins to your block
And you know they got them chopper
Let the bitches go grrah, tah
Running down your block, buck
Pussy nigga
You ain't getting no pussy, nigga
You ain't got no thot
You don't drive no car
You ain't got no house
You live with your mom
Go and get you some
Fuck nigga, go and get you one, mill
Bitch I got a movie deal and I feel it

 

[fox69]

"Kay Kay"

"Kay Kay"


Me and my niggas we balling
We don't do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
I'm balling I'm balling
[Hook: Chief Keef]
Me and my niggas we balling
We don't do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
Pulling up in ignorance
You niggas is boring
I'm balling like I'm jordan
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Bitch love me cause she ballin'
Everyday I spend like 40
On my side a 40
So don't run up on me shawty
My money so gorgeous
And my niggas clap guns no orders
Bitches see me they on it
Pulling up in all foreigns
Tats all on my body
Don't make me catch a body
This street shit is my hobby
Wack a fuck nigga like hockey
These hoes love Chief Keef
They say they like my steeze
They say I got everything that a nigga dream
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Yo tell the girls we on it
Yo Fredo join he on it
He looks like Fiji water
But we’ll take his life if we wanna
300 enormous
OBlock be on it
We don't give a fuck if niggas warn us
We gone run up on them
Blowing on this good chronic
I'm feeling like super sonic
Broke niggas make me vomit
Can't do what I do stop trying it
Bitch won't get none of my money
But in her mouth I'm cumin
Money call I'm coming
Can't miss that shit for nothing
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain't with the lovey dovey
That's why all these bitches love me
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain't with the lovey dovey
That's why all these bitches love me
[Hook x2]
I put that on my daughter(Kay Kay)

 

[fox69]

"Keep That"
(feat. Ballout)

"Keep That"
(feat. Ballout)



[Chief Keef:]
(KE on the track... Beat mechanics)
GBE baby
Bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang
Bang, bang

What you gon' see is what you gon' get, aye
I'm on the way to pick up my bitch, and
My side bitch said she wants a kid, damn
I'll have to flunk her, she failed the exam
She like when I hit it back
She got some kick back
She seen me in Maybach and
She starts to get wet
I said I would be back
She do not see that
She wants relationships
That bitch can keep that

Just give me some of that na na
You can't meet my mama
Death before dishonor
Back in the water, piraña
I'm a need a camera
I am the inventor
Bow down I'm Simba
Car faster than a panther
Bitch look like Amber
Riding 'round with them members
I don't even wanna fuck her
How am I gon' tell her
Riding 'round with this green
Bitch with me, she yellow
Give me top at the stoplight
That's a red light special, baby

What you gon' see is what you gon' get, aye
I'm on the way to pick up my bitch, and
My side bitch said she wants a kid, damn
I had to flunk her, she failed the exam
She like when I hit it back
She got some kick back
She seen me in Maybach
She starts to get wet
I said I would be back
She do not see that
She wants relationships
That bitch can keep that

[Chief Keef (Ballout):]
(Run and pick that sack up)
We don't need no backup
(Shooters trailing in the 'Llac truck)
Flaming out that pack now
Gotta get my sack up
Just landed on Saturn
(Just got a new batch and
Send me my back end)
Bop out, bop back in
(Foreign car finna back in
Bad bitch on the side of me, her ass fat and her tracks in)
Louie flops when I'm cracking
Roll the dope, it ain't passing
Hail Mary, I catch it
(Hellcat, can't catch it)

[Chief Keef:]
What you gon' see is what you gon' get, aye
I'm on the way to pick up my bitch, and
My side bitch said she wants a kid, damn
I had to flunk her, she failed the exam
She like when I hit it back
She got some kick back
She seen me in Maybach
She starts to get wet
I said I would be back
She do not see that
She wants relationships
That bitch can keep that

 

[fox69]

"Keke Palmer"

"Keke Palmer"


Catch up, let's get it! (Huh? Huh?)

I know she gon' let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah it's written
Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer

I walk up in the spot fresher than a damn Islamic
It's a bird, it's a plane, nah nigga it's a comet
Uhh-Uhh-Uhh-Uhh I'm slidin' in that vomit
Smoking on this strong pack feelin' real atomic
Pass the blue thang my nickname is Sonic
I just left Saks now I'm pulling up to Sonic
Tryna get on forbes cause they label me a convict
Slide the gear over you won't see a nigga comin'
Cause Tadoe we on shit and we seeing how you bummin'
Ion fuck with you boa you seeing how I'm turnin'
Cops on the side and they seeing how I'm burning
This bitch fast yeah they seeing how I'm lunging

I know she gon' let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah it's written
Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer

200, so the cops pulled us over
Ion know if I'm high or I'm sober
Twin stickies, but this not Minnesota
Actin' a ass got the car bending over
Shawty send me roses and lotuses
Please don't get them lame boys involved with this
Hopped on yo shit and kill it, like "who song is this?"
All up in my DM, man "who mom is this?"
Walk up in yo spot, you know we running it (mmhmm, mhmm)
Sack you in our touchdown, we loading it
Ice on, don't know no nigga cold as this (sosa, blick! blick!)
I won't miss the shot, I don't need no assist

I know she gon' let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah it's written
Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer

 

[fox69]

"Killer"

"Killer"


[Hook:]
I’m 'bout my scrilla, smoking on killer
I say that bitch already know I'm that nigga
I hang with killers, her ass a killer
And she gone wanna go cause I'm that nigga
These tracks I kill 'em, these racks I spend 'em
I make it rain on them cause I'm that nigga
Say I'm that nigga, say I'm that nigga
I make it rain on them cause I that nigga
I'm with my killers, smoke with killer
I made it rain on 'em on her cause I'm that nigga
O'Block afila, ain't it nigga
As long I'm on bitch we is them niggas
300 nigga, don't make them kill ya
Put your hands up if you hang with killers
You got that scrilla, you sold vanilla
And never snitched up on one of your niggas
See I'm that nigga, she want that nigga
Catch me on the block with them Normal killers
I'm for realer, no I'm for realer
Don't sneak diss us or we gon come and kill yah
[Hook]
We hit yo' thot, she on my cock
She suck me the next day she suck my block
Cause we on top and we won't stop
Everything I put out be hot like the block
Used to have rocks, in my socks
But now I got over a million bucks
Cause on that stuff, they say yeah it's nothing
I spend a lotta bands, bitch and it's nothing
Ménage à trois, bitch and it's nothing
See she go suck me then here come the other one
Aye Ballout, go get the auto
And toast his little ass like he was Aiki
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Kills"

"Kills"


Sosa baby
GBE baby
Bang Bang
O'Block
Let's get it

I sell, I ship, I bag, I seal
I swag, that Gucci, that Louie, for real
Big knots in my Balmains, it is
The thing under this Louie, it kills
I sell (that dope)
I bag, I seal, I swag (that Gucci)
The Louie, for real, big knots (I got in my)
Balmains, it is the thing (that's up under)
This Louie, it kills, bang

So high up off this dope, I need a parachute
I'm in this Bentley coupe, it's filled with residue
I got my dawgs with me and now I let them loose
Tell the cops lies, 'cause I can't tell the truth
I'm rocking Louie sandals, my son got on Louie pampers
So many Gucci sandals, my house smell like Gucci candles Smoking thoinky oinky, you know I got that thoinky on me
Smoking thoinky oinky, you know I got that thoinky on me

I sell, I ship, I bag, I seal
I swag, that Gucci, that Louie, for real
Big knots in my Balmains, it is
The thing under this Louie, it kills
I sell (that dope)
I bag, I seal, I swag (that Gucci)
The Louie for real, big knots (I got in my)
Balmains, it is the thing (that's up under)
This Louie, it kills, bang

I got a half a pound, it's rolled up in a joint
You can't hate me now, I'm in foreign cars
She used to hate me now, now she wanna fuck
It's only one way from down, bitch I'm going up
I got the dope and it's in my Louie backpack
In a sportscar, racing to the racks
Keep on hating on me, you not doing that bad
I'm in this M truck, the plates say fast

I sell, I ship, I bag, I seal
I swag, that Gucci, that Louie, for real
Big knots in my Balmains, it is
The thing under this Louie, it kills
I sell (that dope)
I bag, I seal, I swag (that Gucci)
The Louie, for real, big knots (I got in my)
Balmains, it is the thing (that's up under)
This Louie, it kills, bang

 

[fox69]

"Knock It Off"

"Knock It Off"


I had a 30 in my hollister
Now I go with gucci and I cop it all
Get out the way if you're not involved
Do me a favor knock it off
Bang. Bang bang

Don't approch me if it ain't bout money
Boy you know how I'm coming
No I can not pull up
She say I'm acting funny
Hop out get bags of money
Rock out like led zep-pelin
Thot like, "what? you won't do nothin'"
She let me fuck this morning
Went an picked up a bag
These niggas is stealin' swag
I can not fuck with you
If you don't fuck with gang
Roll up and blow ya brain
Roll up its to the brain
Your life spent on my chain
She unbutton these balmains
Its 30 [?] them guys with me
We bout it no master P
Smoking this celery
Counting a salary
You did not ride with me
Cause you were doubting me
You could have had your name on a big falcon tee

I'm swervin, I'm not suburban
We ain't worried, yeah we searchin
Don't get nervous, eat this bird shit
We at it early, mac burning

I had a 30 in my hollister
Now I go with gucci and I cop it all
Get out the way if you're not involved
Do me a favor knock it off
Bang. Bang bang

You know I got them thousands
And they in my trousers
I'll buy a bag of weed
With your allowance
Buy some kicks it's gon round me
To the nearest thousands
Too much damn dino juice
I'm feeling lousy
You like to copy
I have the hobbies
Don't make me sign turbo
On your autopsy
You're with your posse
We got a shotty
I am with ISIS
You cannot stop me
With gang I blow dope with them
We be like on folks and them
Sippin all this lean baby
Can you tell me something
Am I slurrin'?
Am I slurrin'?
Bitches say I look better in person

I'm swervin, I'm not suburban
We ain't worried, yeah we searchin
Don't get nervous, eat this bird shit
We at it early, mac burning

I had a 30 in my hollister
Now I go with gucci and I cop it all
Get out the way if you're not involved
Do me a favor knock it off
Bang. Bang bang

I'm riding with my soldiers
Fast roller coaster
If you don't understand me
Blah go the toaster
I'm hard on my motor
I am not a loafer
You don't want no cancer
I keep the toaster
You know I got the piece
And a pound of weed
This weed ain't got no seeds
Your bed ain't got no freak
I just po'd up four threes
You're runnin out of lean
I just wanna be on Forbes
I'm runnin out of dreams

I'm swervin, I'm not suburban
We ain't worried, yeah we searchin
Don't get nervous, eat this bird shit
We at it early, mac burning

I had a 30 in my hollister
Now I go with gucci and I cop it all
Get out the way if you're not involved
Do me a favor knock it off
Bang. Bang bang

 

[fox69]

"Know About Me"

"Know About Me"


[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

[Verse 1:]
On Loud So Dazed Bitch I'm Loud For Days
And I'm Stayin On Top Like A MotherFuking Raise
I'm Bout Gettin Paid These Bitches Know About Me
If Not They Insane They Can't Fuck Round Wit Chief Keef
Im Gone Bitch, Don't Fuck Around With Them Snitches
And I Fuck Around Wit Them Gats So Don't Fuck Around And Get Missing
Fuck Around And Take Yo' Bank Snatch Yo Earring And Yo Chain
Then I Fuck Around And Fuck Yo' Bitch Better Not Tell Me I Can't
Bitch I'm Rollin Up Dem White Owls Dem Swishers They Dont Stick
And I'm Torchin Up Back To Back Tryna See How I Get Rich
She Usin Teeth Suckin My Dick, Bitch Get Up Off My Dick
I Got Guides Take A Pick Made Her Do A Couple Tricks Cuz I'm Chief Keef

[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Bitch You Know About Me, Ridin Round Wit That Heat
Countin That 4 G's
Got That Yellow Bitch In My Seat
Ion Fuck Around With Sheeps
I'm Talkin Bout That Loud, Free My Bro Tylee
Its In June When He Get Out We Gone Kick In A House
And Hit His Thang For A Couple Thousands'
SD That's My Nigga, And He Got A Po Tale Lemme Get Rid Em
Rockin True Religion Denim And I Nut On That Bitch Face
Just To Show I Ain't No Lemon
That Loud Got Me Trippin Cock Back This Pistol
Then Pull The Trigger, Put Like 6 In 'Em
My Brain So Fucked Up Man I Think Its That Loud
Yall Be Smokin That Mild Open Up The Crowd Cuz I'm Chief Keeeef

[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

These Bitches Know About Keeef, These Bitches Know About Keef
Said These Bitches Know About Me

 

[fox69]

"Kobe"

"Kobe"


[Hook:]
I been ballin' so damn hard I swear I think that I'm Kobe
Young bull of this rap shit but I think that I'm Kobe
I swear I'm dunkin on these hoes on these niggas I'm free throwin
These boys they don't like me cause I think that I'm Kobe
Watch me hit the strip club make it rain like I’m Kobe
Industry full of lames I play the game like I'm Kobe
And since I think I'm Kobe my bitch don't like to know me
This is for them niggas that be thinking they Kobe

[Verse 1:]
I say baby I got the racks she like you need to show me
She gon wanna blow me cuz I ball like I'm Kobe
On my right wrist Versace on my left wrist a Rolly
I hold my Rolly up and now them bad bitches on me
I pull them hundreds out my right pocket fifties out my left
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe I got plug with the ref
Watch me shoot this three, infirmaries, death
I got twenty seven more of them be courtesy shells
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I'm Kobe
You boys won't be like me and I think that you owe me
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I'm Kobe
You boys won't be like me and I think that you owe me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Man I smoke so much dope I swear I think that I'm Smokey
Tadoe off that Molly and me I love smokin'
Hundred thousand in one pocket I get paid like I'm Kobe
When these fuck boys play games man I just play like I'm Kobe
My lil bitch just asked why I be stuntin so hard
Cuz them guns shoot one two one two ain't no stompin the yard
I want top in the car she say boy you goin too far
I said I'm Kobe bitch don't act like you never done this before
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I'm so Nowitzki bitch I'm Kobe I got plug with the yay
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I'm so Nowitzki bitch I'm Kobe I got plug with the yay

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Kool-Aid"

"Kool-Aid"


Shooting at you, you, and, you an
I got a hundred for, you, you, and you an
I got a.50 for him and his crew
Nike bitch I come through do it
I'm doin' what you never knew
Pull up foreign now I'm riding stupid
I pulled up sliding stupid
Shawty low man my diamonds foolish
Ain't got a jet, aye I'm riding stupid
I'm just freestyling to it
I just get to it wilding through it
I ain't going through I'm wilding through it
I'm spending cash like it's nothing to it
You can hear my chain's music
Aye I meant you can hear my chains up in the music
I come up and I'm banging stupid
I come up and I'm slanging cupid to all the hoes
But I don't believe in cupid (I don't believe in love)
I think that shit is so stupid
I came through and I'm fucking tripping
The hoes like so what you doing?
Say I'm wilding man I'm living life
I don't think twice when I'm finna buy
I don't think twice when I'm finna fuck
I mean she don't think twice when she finna suck
I came through busting like Dillinger
Fuck nigga get your feelings hurt
He wanna cry that nigga jealous
I'm rocking Margielas
I'm a no belt rocking
Pull up show stopping
Nigga you know how I'm rocking
I'm shining like my Johnny
Bitch put some funky
Told her bitch my weed funky
I don't wanna fuck you dummy
You a dirty bitch you a junkie
Came through smoking funky, stinky
And I got my thingy and blingy
I shoot your fucking scalp
I'm rapping like a motherfucking [?]
Doors flapping, come through [?]
Tell my maid wash my clothes
I told my maid watch my hoes
These hoes might steal something
I don't want to hit 'em with the steel
My bitch got a steel [?]
When she [?] she think she got some steel toes