Hip-Hop/Rap
F****d Up (feat. Tadoe & Ballout)
by Chief Keef
Release Date:
2014-04-23
Lyrics
****ers in school telling me, always in the barber shop
"Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief Keef ain't 'bout that
My boy a BD on ****ing Lamron and them
He, he, they say that nigga don't be putting in no work
Shut the **** up!
Y'all niggas ain't know shit!
All you mother****ers talk about...
“Chief Keef ain't no hitta, Chief Keef ain't this, Chief Keef a fake”
Shut the **** up!
Y'all don't be with that nigga!
Y'all know that nigga got caught with a ratchet
Shootin' at the police and shit
Nigga been on probation since, ****ing, I don't know when!
Mother****er, stop ****ing playing him like that
Them niggas savages out there!
If I catch another mother****er talking sweet about Chief Keef
I'm ****ing beating their ass!
I'm not ****ing playing no more!
Y'know them niggas roll with Lil Reese and them
(Young Chop on the beat)
Love sosa, b*****s love sosa, huh?
Raris and rovers, ayy, lil' Cobra, ayy, ayy
Bang, bang, ayy, got us some rovers
[Chorus]
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
****ing with them O boys, you gonna get ****ed over
Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys, god, y'all some broke boys
We GBE d*** boys, we got lots of dough, boy
[Verse 1]
These b*****s love Sosa and they love them Glo' Boys
Know we from the 'Go boy, but we cannot go, boy
No, I don't know ol' boy, I know he's a broke boy
Raris and Rovers, convertible Lambos, boy
You know I got bands, boy, and it's in my pants, boy
Disrespect them O Boys, you won't speak again, boy
Don't think that I'm playin', boy, no, we don't use hands, boy
No, we don't do friends, boy, collect bands, I'm a landlord
I gets lots of commas, I can **** yo mama
I ain't with the drama, you can meet my llama
Ridin' with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns
These b*****s see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they honored
[Chorus]
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
****ing with them O boys, you gonna get ****ed over
Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys, god, y'all some broke boys
We GBE d*** boys, we got lots of dough, boy
[Verse 2]
Don't make me call D. Rose, boy, he six double-O, boy
And he keep that pole, boy, you gon' get ****ed over
B***h, I done sell soda and I done sell coca
She gon' clap for Sosa, he gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa, them hoes, they do it for Sosa
Tadoe off the m***y water, so niggas be cool like water
'Fore you get hit with this lava, b***h, I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price, I'll cop it, B and your b***h steady jockin' me
[Chorus]
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
****ing with them O boys, you gonna get ****ed over
Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys, god, y'all some broke boys
We GBE d*** boys, we got lots of dough, boy
