Chief Keef - Chicago Zoo lyrics

Bang!

I got apes in my crib like the Chicago Zoo
Ya'll sneak a shot in, do what ya'll gone do
Cause once we hear some shots we
Blow an Uzi with the 2's
Fat ass 223 chopper, his kufi was shooting
Was in my backyard
A long beach just like Snoop
I can't count all this money, 3-2-3, 2-3-2
I was selling snails while you
Niggas was in school
Say hello to my little friend
He gone reply what it do
I got lions, tigers, bears
Jaguars, panthers, sheeps, and goose
Hyenas and monkeys, monkey nuts up on my tool
I got giraffes and elephants
You know what's in my room
I got camels and baboons
They gone get the tool
I got 30 shots in my trap
Like I'm on the block
My trap on their heels
Jack and Jill get knocked
Down to the ground, niggas stumblin' a lot
Got my chopper in the jungle
They be rumblin' a lot
When you play my shit they start a riot
Start a fight, we start a fire
Nina don't remember clownin, hop in my Audi
I'm outie spendin' money like a Saudi
In the Valley out in Cali
No LA fitness, make you lose weight
Bitch Bali on my dick, she lick it
She remind me of a mistress
On my dick stay gettin' it
You will think I killed it
Call me Weezy baby, car ain't got no ceilings
The AR-15 start dancin' cause
Ya'll got no bang
I'm coolin' in the water with
The stingrays and sharks
You think you are tequila these
The shots on the rocks
Rollin in that Nascar, pull up
Hit the pit'stop
Bad bitch head high, now I'm gettin' neck top
Run up in your party bitch, we rockin' it
Police can't come through the door
Cause I'm lockin' it
Unless they got a warrant
They just talkin' shit
Fed house still doors why
Ya'll talk this shit?
You tryna catch a nigga slippin'
Crusin' in a rental
Make your bitch forget her business
Like amnesia was the issue
Bitch don't look at me when you sneeze
Cause I probably ain't got the tissue
Nigga lookin' at me like it's sweet
Like I ain't got the pistol
I do this bitch like the swat
Nigga clear the spot
You don't hear the shots
You need a cotton swab
When the doctor bring your bitchass back
We come through pop his ass
Start runnin' from the cops
Crossover, rocked his ass
I'm coolin' in the 60's up in Slauson
And a broker in New York cause I'm a baller
This ho gave me her number
Like I'm gone call her
She was standin' up high
But now she's fallin'
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass nigga
You can't act like you ain't hate
You mad nigga
You'se a Ratatouille, you'se a rat nigga
I get blue cheese, I'm a black nigga
I hit Saks and fucked up a sack
Came out lookin' cool
When I say okay Kool-Aid it
Really mean okay cool i know you smell me
I'm bringing like, I'm ridin' round with food
It's that loud pack
Where the dog at? I got Snoop
You can see the aftermath man
Not done bustin' tools
Nigga, you'se a bunny rabbit, Slim Shady
What it do? My money superstitious see it
Comin' out the room
While they hate justify belief
In supernatural coupes