ChiefKeef

ChiefKeef - We Countin Dough lyrics

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Ft. Lil Reese & Fredo Santana

(Hook)

When my niggas step out, niggas know we gonna touch, don’t give a fuck

I weng them up, nigga this have to stop

One bunch, one kill and get the spot

Thou our nigga know we gonna go

And shit go that stupid like eighty like damn hoer

Bad kick, now you go

You say you haven’t go

Bitch will slam and go,

(Verse)

My nigga on that other shit, hunnit guns on that other shit

Can’t you chose and then drop and kick

OG up , fuck the opposes

Three hunnit, we’ll be rocking shit

I swear I’m like the toppin’ this

Then again, I’m on that flocker shit

Trust none I keep that walking shit

Cuz if you dumn, that’s the flappa shit

Mix it up that’s the thirty banz

Sixty fuck, we’ll be under that

Make me feel everyone is here

Chasin’ down if you on, you number one and hit

It’s wasted with that rap shit,

And tell I’m on some rap shit

Eighty catch me in traffic bitch

3 hunnit x 2

(Hook)

(Verse)

Go on street from now on

Bitches know how we rock

Pistol drop, mines is drop, never ever talk a cop

Post it up on a block, they just say we on the map

You just got my fucking strap

But we sit on that fucking

Bring that, it that match

Is the grist so bring it fast

Never switch, never ride

Too bold in my fucking dept

[O6 when I dumping that

Pocket stay on super fast

Five, I’ll be living rest

Money, I begin to that] x 2

(Hook)

(Verse

And see we’ve been strippin’ deep

Like eighty wools run on

You’ll be kick, now you toast

And you know sage you haven’t know

My bitch is slam dog

Chief kid from sum dog

I’ve been gettin’ beat

Slam one in my muze and somebody move around the grive

Leave this shuttin’, shot to us

You leave this to us

Got this try to get to us

Like something heavy you will try

This streets latte, we gonna kidnap from latto

Go off they can’t jug

Bitch I am one star

Shooting and hunting and land bitch, that’s a dead line

You have to hit the line, broke back and we ream

Shit will get on plug one

Afraid you gonna get me and bang one

And for nigga act thought

With the pistol we gonna slap

From a slick I’mma rapture

Life like a jeffer, what a strac and hit them all that day after

(Hook)

(Verse)

Niggas know we go low

He is broke, yeah it go,

Yes you go and we skip it deep like eighty rules, like grand hoer

We’ll be kick, now you go

Say you want all from how you know

My bitches slam and dope

And too busy can do

My nigga it’s turned up, villin’ I don’t need that one

They will come and call me out

And you know you get something

I’ll be down, gettin’ money down

Bitches now from they just get now

Catch you know and just say somethin’

And I get to you, that’s my partner,

That’s my man a hundred can

Gotta get this money over

Cuz I love that style, I love your style

Ball, hopping on the field, no

Bad bitches on me x 2

You know how we bang on

Never watch and never love it

We just wanna fuck it

That’s just how the game work

Now we bug with lambo

It’s a hit, it’s a trill,

Ball the trap, met the top and move

(Hook)

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