Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde
Focus let me show you the light
Lets talk about the cars y'all got
Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,
Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit
In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot
Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop
I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top
I'm in a another world just call me master chief
You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease
While i'm still chief of these weird emotions
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
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