Chief Keef

Chief Keef - Trust My Gun lyrics

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(Intro)

W-w-what that be right there?

Lemme hit that shit, mane

(I don't trust no one)

(***coughing sound***)

(But my gun)

(I don't trust no one but my gun)

(I don't trust no one but my gun)

(I don't trust no one but my gun)

(Hook)

I don't trust no one but my gun

Kush fuckin' up my lungs

Niggas talkin' from behind

Bitches tryna set you up

There go almighty, they like what

My guns be strong bodied bitch play tough

My niggas hard bodied bitch say what

Now ya block get taped up

(Verse)

Now yo block red taped up

Pistol shots take that shit

Smokin' on dope wit a lil cigarette

Got racks in my pocket & a Tech on the bed

A nigga on the front door a nigga on the back door

Come in here blank out fo'got what I said

I wonder what Tech would have said

I wonder what Mac would have said

Ya know what it is, said felt wit my cig'

Disrespect then that's a cap to the head

Come on yo block set up shop get the poppin'

At head, arm, shoulder bitch & them legs

Broke wrist on my wrist broke leg on my leg

Glo ain't a death from the sham

Niggas want to gamble wit they life

Put him in the jail but he vanish

Smokin' on this reefa

Sippin' on this lean tequila

Come on yo block me & ether

Shootin' yo family tree up

The Glo got clips like penis

Walk around the whole wide world just T'd up

Jay said he gone buy me a kilo

I'm gone be keyed up

Kilos in my ears tryin' t'take me need a speak up

& it took two three speakin' want even nothin' 2 speak fo'

Mama always told me never follow be a leada

Ridin' in a foreign ass car wit no license hop in the seat belt

(Hook)

I don't trust no one but my gun

Kush fuckin' up my lungs

Niggas talkin' from behind

Bitches tryna set you up

There go almighty, they like what

My guns be strong bodied bitch play tough

My niggas hard bodied bitch say what

Now ya block get taped up

(Verse 2)

I don't sack some pills

Don't make these pants get the ringin'

Fuck around wit my green'n

I ain't friendly bitch, I'm greenly

Me & green fight like Ike & Tina

Cause sometimes I be lazy in all my business

& sometimes I be fuckin' wit all the bitches

Walk in the bank like give me all of my riches

Member when I was broke but know I'm full of richness

I still got niggas on my hit list

I still got bitches on my 2 do list

& I still got niggas on my boot list

Her majesty came thru afta we came thru bangin'

Lil bitty boy ain't have no business gang bangin'

Bought a lil bitty toy & a big Tonka truck just 2 hang in

Bought a credit, guns & a whole bunch of clothes 2 hang wit

(Hook)

I don't trust no one but my gun

Kush fuckin' up my lungs

Niggas talkin' from behind

Bitches tryna set you up

There go almighty, they like what

My guns be strong bodied bitch play tough

My niggas hard bodied bitch say what

Now ya block get taped up

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