Chief Keef - New Jack lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef - New Jack lyrics]
Huh aw who this is?
Who is this? Nigga this Chief So Nigga
Aw I ain’t know that was you my bad
I swear I ain’t know that was you bro
Fuck up Nigga, punch you in
Yo fuckin teeth Nigga
Slap the shit out you Nigga
It’s Sosa Nigga, turn up!
Aye man, get the money
It’s 2020, I still got that cash in
Shred that paper up and hand me the trash bin
I taught you how to cash out, how to cash in
With a Mac Benz, got rid of my bad friends
Talking this and that, pick out ya casket
Sipping Easter pink, picking out a basket
Shot 3, you know I had to get me a basket
Gun got extended on it like a hatchet
Pull up vandalizin'
Man these pussy Niggas need
To stop scandalizing
We got guns like the Kamikaze
Nigga we’ll hit yo video and get
To flashing at the camera posse
Told that bitch the only flowers that I want
Is the Murakamis yeah we coming
Pull up you know I got the
Steel that’ll scare a zombie
Nah this ain’t a horror film
But you might see me killing zombies aye
And I just wrapped up the little lamb
Now you call this Bitch a mummy
Please don’t test me lil Nigga
I’ll spill ya shit cuz I’m clumsy
Call Skateboard P and tell him thanks man
'cause Human Races comfy
Got me out the house for some bullshit
Now I’m on yo block in a fucking onesie
And it was 2010, and
We was already screaming
"Nigga Fuck your homie!"
I’m driving up yo street in some
Slippers, if I catch you
You’se a fucking slipper
And I’m a smooth cat, you a rat
We don’t got the same fucking whiskers
You creeping down my block you better have
Your inside voice and fucking whispers
I’m coming with a fan
And he’s tryna bother you
For a fuckin' picture
Ayy, goddamn made it 24
They ain’t think that I could do that
Nah I been a young Nigga
I was hanging with the cool cats
Damn girl you just grabbed my gun
Why the fuck you just do that?
If that Bitch was off safety
Bitch you could’ve Damn near just blew that
And if you knew better, you already know
You would do that
And you said you want me to be ya man
But baby I can’t do that
Coming down the street in a Lamborghini
Bitches like who that? (Who is that?)
I’m in the back of the Maybach and
I’m watching Orange hit New Black
And I just left VA and I got me a new gat
And nah we don’t rock with Ninos
Nigga you can get New Jacked
Oh it’s a hundred of yall?
LACK, it’s a group pack
You know I don’t need no bodyguard
Me and gang will make yo ass scoot back
The 9 11 just took the top from me
I’m tryna see if I can get my roof back
And you know we catching shit
We don’t give a fuck about who pass
Switch from the truck to the car
You would think I had a coupe pass
Need me a F150 just to ride
It pass yo broke ass
Who is this? Nigga this Chief So Nigga
Aw I ain’t know that was you my bad
I swear I ain’t know that was you bro
Fuck up Nigga, punch you in
Yo fuckin teeth Nigga
Slap the shit out you Nigga
It’s Sosa Nigga, turn up!
Aye man, get the money
It’s 2020, I still got that cash in
Shred that paper up and hand me the trash bin
I taught you how to cash out, how to cash in
With a Mac Benz, got rid of my bad friends
Talking this and that, pick out ya casket
Sipping Easter pink, picking out a basket
Shot 3, you know I had to get me a basket
Gun got extended on it like a hatchet
Pull up vandalizin'
Man these pussy Niggas need
To stop scandalizing
We got guns like the Kamikaze
Nigga we’ll hit yo video and get
To flashing at the camera posse
Told that bitch the only flowers that I want
Is the Murakamis yeah we coming
Pull up you know I got the
Steel that’ll scare a zombie
Nah this ain’t a horror film
But you might see me killing zombies aye
And I just wrapped up the little lamb
Now you call this Bitch a mummy
Please don’t test me lil Nigga
I’ll spill ya shit cuz I’m clumsy
Call Skateboard P and tell him thanks man
'cause Human Races comfy
Got me out the house for some bullshit
Now I’m on yo block in a fucking onesie
And it was 2010, and
We was already screaming
"Nigga Fuck your homie!"
I’m driving up yo street in some
Slippers, if I catch you
You’se a fucking slipper
And I’m a smooth cat, you a rat
We don’t got the same fucking whiskers
You creeping down my block you better have
Your inside voice and fucking whispers
I’m coming with a fan
And he’s tryna bother you
For a fuckin' picture
Ayy, goddamn made it 24
They ain’t think that I could do that
Nah I been a young Nigga
I was hanging with the cool cats
Damn girl you just grabbed my gun
Why the fuck you just do that?
If that Bitch was off safety
Bitch you could’ve Damn near just blew that
And if you knew better, you already know
You would do that
And you said you want me to be ya man
But baby I can’t do that
Coming down the street in a Lamborghini
Bitches like who that? (Who is that?)
I’m in the back of the Maybach and
I’m watching Orange hit New Black
And I just left VA and I got me a new gat
And nah we don’t rock with Ninos
Nigga you can get New Jacked
Oh it’s a hundred of yall?
LACK, it’s a group pack
You know I don’t need no bodyguard
Me and gang will make yo ass scoot back
The 9 11 just took the top from me
I’m tryna see if I can get my roof back
And you know we catching shit
We don’t give a fuck about who pass
Switch from the truck to the car
You would think I had a coupe pass
Need me a F150 just to ride
It pass yo broke ass