Chief Keef, Tadoe - Blurry lyrics

(Sosa on the beat)
Ayy, tell this nigga say he
Want what? He want what?
Call your phone and say who?
Man, I don't know what the fuck she want, man
That bitch got me fucked up
I ask grandma for fifty
She gave me a hundred
Shit, I brought her back some money
I was trappin' and shit but I trap with shit
Gang in this bitch damn Grandma
I can't get a hundred to fuck around
With and get off the block?
Don't say nothin' when I get locked up now
Shit, she don't even wanna
Give no hundred though
She gave to me though, she gave me fifty
Nah, I brought back a hundred
She gave me fifty ayy, ayy, ayy
Hahaha, ayy

Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)
Blurry, blurry, blurry, blurry

I was in Wokcano's eatin' on some curry
(Eatin' on some curry)
But wanting to hit thirty-four, bitch
That's Eddy Curry (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm still smokin' loud (Tooka)
Even though you hear me (You hear me)
Bitch, I'm in the field, White Sox
Paul Konerko (Paul Konerko)
Get my hittas on you, Ronald Belasario
(Belasario)
Told that bitch that gave me head last night
Nerdy hoe (Lil nerdy hoe)
Throwin' money in the club, I'm a pitcher
Run yours up (Run yours up)
And I swear my watch a thot
It is a lil flirty hoe (Flirty hoe)
Pull up doin' hit's, eating on some cereal
(Some cereal)
White chocolate, white milk, red Cheerio's
(Red Cheerio's)
Shoot the red guts out a nigga
Red gut material (Bang, bang, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' in my trap
Dancin' like Lil TerRio (Skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)

Gang, gang
White 'vette, pull up red interior
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Engine too damn loud, I'm not hearin' ya
(Ha, ha)
Four nickel on my hip, I'm not fearin' ya
(Nah, nah)
Hollows hit your face it's bacteria
(Bop, bop, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' out the hemi-a
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' with the semi tucked
(Skrrt, skrrt, dududuh)
Got a thousand for a hundred pack
Then pick it up (Ha, ha)
Nigga said can he be Glo, I'm not feeling ya
(Nah, nah) bitch, I'm in the trap
I'm countin' all these silly bucks
(Fff, beep)
Dirty money, but it keep me clean as fuck
(Gang)
All this jewelry on got me blinging up
(Bling, bling)
Nigga want war, tell him set it up
(Bang bang, grah, bang)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, bang, bang

Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)