Chief Keef - Wrong lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef - Wrong lyrics]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
For that check, ayy, break your arm, ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, for that check
Ayy, break your arm, ayy, ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
ayy
Give that choppa to my partner, he gon' rain
A storm, ayy, ayy, ayy
We do this snow slid, we in a storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome
Ayy off that handout, your damn thot
I hit her wrong can’t even stand on my damn
Block, cops want me gone, ayy
Can't stand me sit your legs down
I hit it home
I don't care what no one say
She say that I did her wrong
Don't care what no one think
He think that I did him wrong
You think I did you wrong? You
Need to hear this song
I ain't do you wrong, shit
All I'm doing is getting money
I ain't lookin' cool, all I look is money
Aim at your medulla, you got a pimple bumper
It's me and my two souls
Have a single chrome
Like a simple beauty with cucumbers
Ayy, ayy, for that check
Ayy, break your arm, ayy ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
Ayy give that choppa to my partner
He gon' rain a storm, ayy ayy ayy
We do this snow, sleet, hail, even storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome
Ayy off that handout, your damn thot
I hit her wrong can’t even stand on my damn
Block, cops want me gone, ayy
Can't stand me sit your legs down
I hit it home
TEC go ratata sold this rat tac MAC
I spent the ratata on a goddamn hat
I ain't even worried about lil fuckin' cat
I ain't even worried about a lil fuckin' gat
My shooter name, shhhh
He gon' catch ya lackin'
That nigga name, "Shhh"
We gon' catch him trappin'
Lil Reese, skrrt, skrrt
We catch him in traffic
Since I been watch your
Fucking gramma lucky bastard
For that check, ayy, break your arm, ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, for that check
Ayy, break your arm, ayy, ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
ayy
Give that choppa to my partner, he gon' rain
A storm, ayy, ayy, ayy
We do this snow slid, we in a storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome
Ayy off that handout, your damn thot
I hit her wrong can’t even stand on my damn
Block, cops want me gone, ayy
Can't stand me sit your legs down
I hit it home
I don't care what no one say
She say that I did her wrong
Don't care what no one think
He think that I did him wrong
You think I did you wrong? You
Need to hear this song
I ain't do you wrong, shit
All I'm doing is getting money
I ain't lookin' cool, all I look is money
Aim at your medulla, you got a pimple bumper
It's me and my two souls
Have a single chrome
Like a simple beauty with cucumbers
Ayy, ayy, for that check
Ayy, break your arm, ayy ayy
He ain't talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm
Ayy give that choppa to my partner
He gon' rain a storm, ayy ayy ayy
We do this snow, sleet, hail, even storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome
Ayy off that handout, your damn thot
I hit her wrong can’t even stand on my damn
Block, cops want me gone, ayy
Can't stand me sit your legs down
I hit it home
TEC go ratata sold this rat tac MAC
I spent the ratata on a goddamn hat
I ain't even worried about lil fuckin' cat
I ain't even worried about a lil fuckin' gat
My shooter name, shhhh
He gon' catch ya lackin'
That nigga name, "Shhh"
We gon' catch him trappin'
Lil Reese, skrrt, skrrt
We catch him in traffic
Since I been watch your
Fucking gramma lucky bastard