Chief Keef - Boulevard lyrics

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Chief Keef - Boulevard lyrics

[Hook] I got nothing but k**as up in my squad We shoot the gun first, then we talk to god Early morning move the soft, later move the hard This the life of stang city on the boulevard On the boulevard, we be going hard Early with the soft, later with the hard Shoot the gun first, later talk to god I gots to get it, gots to get it so I go hard [Verse 1:Beece Daytona] You can call me James Bond cus I'm on a mission Hit my trap, big garbage bags full of taped chickens I got my hands full of water like I'm doing dishes I give you n***as so much cake, it's like I'm giving wishes You say you don't care bout the town, but why you act suspicious? You say you out here on your grind, well n***a hit me I gots to get it, gots to get it serve it strapped with digits One thing about me, I won't let no bullsh** slip me I ain't slipping, I'm just plotting what I'm bout to do though I make one Call, I'll have bout 8 n***as bunched in the 2 door Strapped with loaded Oozo's Send this b**h off to Pluto The way my boulevard kick, you can call it ju-do Say you can call it ju-do Yea you can call it ju-do But quiet down, heard they listening, better keep it D-lo Word around, I'm the one, like my n***a Dee-bo Probably cus how I whip the sea or how I make the D go [Hook] [Verse 2: Chief Keef] I go hard b**h so hard Stain Gang b**h, rob you for your coka My b**h mocha Ima choke her Not with my hands dog With my stroker We some tota's b**h I'm Sosa That's king Beece b**h thats bro god Don't f** with toasters We'll explode ya'll 3Hunna b**h, you n***as hoeing I'm riding round my side of town Racks on me that and tool b**h Pop a pill then lose it Like Soulja Boy, shoot you b**h Kush in my face God forgive me got robbers with me That's k**ing n***as and robbing with me Off a lot of loud and a lot of Remy I'm from O Block 064 Block GBE Block We gon' blow block Got a felony And I'm a young n***a Better run n***a We shoot guns n***a [Hook]