Chief Keef - Love Sosa

Fuckers 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 fucking Lamron and them

He, he, they say that nigga don't be putting in no work

Shut the fuck up

Y'all niggas ain't know shit

All y'all motherfuckers talkin' about

"Chief Keef ain't no hitter

Chief Keef ain't this

Chief Keef a fake"

Shut the fuck up

Y'all don't live with that nigga

Y'all know that nigga got caught with a ratchet

Shootin' at the police and shit

Nigga been on probation since fuckin' I don't know when

Motherfucker, stop fuckin' playin' him like that

Them niggas savages out there

If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef

I'm fucking beatin' they ass

I'm not fucking playin' no more

Y'all know them niggas roll with Lil Reese and them

(Young Chop on the beat)

Love Sosa, bitches love Sosa, huh?

O End or no end, Raris and Rovers, ayy, li'l Cobra, ayy, ayy

Bang, Bang-bang, God, y'all some broke boys, God, y'all some broke boys

These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end

Fuckin' with them O boys, you gon' get fucked 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 dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

These bitches love Sosa and they love them Glo Boys

Know we from the 'Go boy, but we cannot go, boy

No, I don't know old 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 fuck your momma

I ain't with the drama, you can meet my llama

Ridin' with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns

These bitches see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they honored

These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end

Fuckin' with them O boys, you gon' get fucked 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 dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

Don't make me call D. Rose, boy, he six double-O, boy

And he keep that pole, boy, you gon' get fucked over

Bitch, 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 molly water, so nigga be cool like water

'Fore you get hit with this lava, bitch, I'm the trending topic

Don't care no price, I'll cop it, B, and your bitch steady jockin' me

These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end

Fuckin' with them O boys, you gon' get fucked 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 dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

• Artist:Chief Keef
• Album:ally Rich (2012)