Chief Keef - John Madden lyrics

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Chief Keef - John Madden lyrics

[Intro] Sosa! L's, L's D Rose what up man? Roll that dope up Sosa Baby Catch up [Verse 1] 064 Boys, you betta know boy Have my young n***as, kick a door boy You better blow boy, cause we gon' blow boy You better duck boy, get on the floor boy 600 Boys, I rock with those boys D.Rose boy, my lil bro boy He gon' blow boy, Get you gon' boy Y'all some lil boys, I'm a grown boy Gimmie some racks, bout 5 stacks And if he holding that? Ima rob that Yeah I'm checking n***as, like a contract Yous a lil n***a, I'm beyond that Where yo moms at?, my dick she can climb that f** A Tooka Gang, I let this ruger bang For my bro-gods, I let this ruger sing So don't try us, we is too insane [Hook] OTF, for my n***as I'm going crazy Chief Sosa, for that n***a they going crazy So hide your lady, my n***as reckless they'll f** your lady And let you have it, f** n***a we all savage 300 savage with Lamron, it's closed caskets O-Block we blitzing n***as like John Madden 300 savage with Lamron, it's closed caskets O-Block we blitzing n***as, John Madden [Verse 2] Dart gang, it's a dart game And we don't love hoes, or play heart games In my own lane, it's a smart thing Cause of snitch n***as playing cops games I let it fire bang! I am not lame All my n***as grind, that's a smart thing Cause we g**n, we is insane We make bullets rain, f** Tooka Gang Sosa flex, he don't wanna get hit that tec My n***as next, if we ain't eating that sh** is dead That n***a's dead, f** around with my hittas man Frontstreet man, ? he a hitta man Lollipop, that b**h licking my lollipop Hit em from the top, that b**h slurping my lollipop Better stop, f** n***a we don't f** with opps Or f** with cops, snitch n***a get in a box [Hook]