NoGoodHood - Warning (Chief Keef Diss) lyrics

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NoGoodHood - Warning (Chief Keef Diss) lyrics

[Verse] b**h I'm like the Godfather, got these rappers scared of me It's like I'm going vegetarian, you pussies scared of beef South side I'm the chief, don't give a damn about Lil Keef And I ain't rapping bout my shooters, you could be talking to police NoGoodHood that's who I be, since you never heard of me This clip here hold three hundred like I'm signed to GBE Heard your record deal flopped, nobody bought your lil CD A deal with Interscope, hang them down don't need no scope Lil Durk f**ed on your hoe, p**y n***a you a hoe Heard you ain't f**ing with the South, well here I am and here I go Put the beam on his shoes, have him rocking Twinkle Toes And if they put me in your city then I'm still gon' do the show That's fo' sho', po' a fo', let me tell you how it go Put the beam on my pistol, n***a watch these bullets glow Yeah I see your video, watch you captain save a hoe And I ain't dissing Keyshia Cole, Twitter popping that's for hoe We used to sell your mama blow, right on Grove at the sto' Hit the stove bout all the costs, it was time to double up And they say Sosa drinking coffee, wanna taste what's in my cup? Plus I'm only nineteen, no prescription for this lean Bet the Ruger make him leave, Freddy Krueger, bad dreams Call him Twinkie watch him cream, p**y n***a you a snack And if a n***a scared to face me I'ma stab him in his back And you were sipping Coca Cola while my boys were selling crack Yeah my video was wack, they never taught us how to act b**h I'm leading in the front, have my boys come through the back Got the ink all in your face, like a n***a scared of tats You's a rat, it's a fact, gon' have to pay a couple racks How you having all this paper and your n***as selling straps? You ain't welcome in my state, heard you beefing with the Grapes Like we hung in New Jersey, me and Ba**, we going ape They keep on asking where I stay, South side of the A And yeah we already ate but boy you still on the plate Shooting long distance threes, like a verse on Bang 3 Ruger clip on Yao Ming, we with all them type of things Plus I heard you got the K, must ain't heard of me [Sample: DJ Akademiks] Telling them you're gonna k** them, you're promising You put it on video if they come to your quote unquote your hood, your block, your f**ing city or your state Keep in mind, most of these negros making this threat, they usually don't own sh** They usually share a bedroom, or to be honest they might just be flat out f**ing homeless Okay, yet, their block, their hood, their city is off limits