What I Claim

Chief Keef

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    Smoke kush ain't comin down
    I'm wit the smoke at the top
    Guns fill like cans bitch
    Them kind things we let it pop

    Cdai got 22 shots
    Plus michael jordan one through the top
    It's 300 600 shit
    Try that you get popped

    Bullets hit your fucking chest
    Clips full like gas tanks
    I'm on a block we call o' block
    Run through an attach you like a gas tanks

    U don't believe that shit stank
    Thats when we make yo ass think
    Catch up I'm too fast
    Thats why I'm in the fast lane

    O.t.f. Thats wixxy
    Young money no 5-1
    Lamron fo 6 shit hit
    Senden shots to them 5-1

    I'm on it now wit poo-poo
    Oh yes he will shoot you
    Pop pills and shooten niggas
    Thats why I'm goin coo-coo

    All my niggas grinding
    O.t.f. Behind me
    If he dont mind me
    You know where to find me

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    Always money over a dumb bitch
    L'z over them fuck niggas
    In the back we go rag a hunnid
    Ima looney toon betta duck nigga

    Cuz ima let this gun bang
    Cuz this shitz ain't fo lame
    Its f.t.o. Its my radar
    So I stay in my lane

    $O$a thats my name
    Yo bitch screamin my name
    Can't fuck wit oppositions
    Nigga you can't claim what I claim

    Shoot a niggas arms off
    Pussy niggas can't catch 9!
    Big clips for the set now
    89'S and tech 9's

    Throw a head on m.o.b
    For that that nigga lil steve
    Pop pills and movin fast
    And all these brothers that could breathe

    We ridin past them bullets flyen past
    Make a lowzy nigga feal me
    Kill my lil bro man
    Ya yall niggas run up

    Ya we march up yo block
    Make a horror scene like monsta's
    Catch fam at ace tags
    Blam his ass that lammy tech

    I'm 300 ill killa nigga
    Ya I got mass setz
    600 Catch em at carter
    I know it well like parker

    We don't turn off we start up
    And every day I'm harder
    Alotta niggas with alotta gunz
    Real niggas betta folla

    All my niggas grinding
    O.t.f. Behind me
    If he don't mind me
    You know where to find me

    Always money over a dumb bitch
    L'z over them fuck niggas
    In the back we go rag a hunnid
    Ima looney toon betta duck nigga

    Cuz ima let this gun bang
    Cuz this shitz ain't fo lame
    Its f.t.o. Its my radar
    So I stay in my lane

    $O$a thats my name
    Yo bitch screamin my name
    Can't fuck wit oppositions
    Nigga you can't claim what I claim

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    Composition: Dj Kenn

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