Chief Keef – The talk

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Chief Keef the American Rapper and song writer released his single track titled “The talk” which we made available for Free Mp3 Download.

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Chief Keef – The talk Lyrics

Ayy, ayy (Sosa baby)
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew, phew
Don’t call my phone unless you tryna buy a whole brick, nigga
I been in this shit boy, you know I ain’t no roody-poo
I just get my dick sucked, it ain’t right she fufu
I just throw my sets up (ayy), 24-1-4 (1-4)
Tell that nigga steppin’ to me, hit him with the .44 (.44)
Diamonds from the North Pole (bang), I see you lookin’ bro (bang, bang, bang)
You in the trap, with the crack, don’t know how to cook it though (skrr, skrr, skrr)
You spend the bands and yo’ sack on some hooker hoes (phew)
You post yo’ guns and yo’ set and yo’ cookie dough (phew)
Watch out nigga, gang pullin’ up (skrrt)
I heard you dropped a couple songs, they ain’t good enough (nah)
I see you hangin’ with them goofies, they ain’t hood enough (huh)
I see you trickin’ on that bitch, what I wouldn’t know? (go, go)
I got a switchblade on a stick, I cut you up (go)
Pussy actin’ like you rough, you ain’t rough enough (nah)
Shorty, I’m about my business, where the button up? (bang)
Cops pulled up on the set, ain’t no cuffin’ us (grah, bang, bang)
Pull up in a truck (skudaskur), what the fuck is up? (skur)
10 millies, man (skudaskur), I urge you, nigga, fuck with us (skur, skur, skur)
I got pull like guitar brass orchestra (doh, doh doh, ayy)
Like I owe the dope some, it got me coughin’ up (ugh, ugh)
Fuckin’ with them hoes, you gon’ get set up (ayy)
We got fifty pipes (ayy), we brought out the best ones (ayy, gang)
It’s pigs in your farm pussy, Alabama (huh, huh)
Baby Glock bit you like a fuckin’ bed bug (bang, bang)
I been runnin’ shit, bitch, you see my leg numb (bang, bang)
Your homie just died boy, keep ya head up (head up)
I remember when I pulled my first foreign car on Lamron (Lamron)
I remember sellin’ dope on Dipset, Cam’ron (Cam’ron)
Don’t do no deals ’round him, he might tell some (shh)
Ayy, lil’ bro, get low, I’m finna nail some (bop)
Trunk his ass, kidnap him, full nelson (skrrt, skrrt)
Lookin’ for me, bitch? I’m grindin’ on a rail, son (skrrt, skrrt)
I got big .45 in my belt, son (bang, bang, bang)
Thirty-four size jeans big Amiris (Amiri)
Remember goin’ downtown steal out the camera (camera)
Now the Hellcat sittin’ outside and it’s gettin’ rusty (rusty)
‘Member making BM buy me H&M (ayy)
Hold the pussy upside down, now I’m shakin’ him (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Cops got him in that room and they breakin’ him (pussy)
Ambulance took too long, it’s too late for him (go)
Baby say I’m the dog, I get that awful lot (huh, huh, huh)
And I’m sippin’ cough syrup, gettin’ off a lot (huh)
I just pulled up, Ferrari, yeah, off the lot (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Pussy boy, I am rich, your talk is not (pussy)
That’s why I don’t talk that much (pussy)
Unless you know me (pussy) and got somethin’ to talk about (pussy)
If I don’t know you, I ain’t got nothin’ to say to you really
But goddamn it, what’s up? (go)
On foe’nem, nigga (go, ayy)
If you ever see me, you gon’ run up on me and goddamn get a handshake (ayy, ayy)
Or something, you wanna hold something, goddamn, I gotchu (go, go)
I ain’t one of these lame ass niggas, man (gang)
GBE baby, Sosa baby nigga, Sit Gang nigga, Get-it Gang nigga
(Duhduhduh)
Chain cost a brick, Arm & Hammer, pot and pan (huh)
Try not to go to jail, nigga, not again (no, no, no)
God told ’em, copy and paste, get him out of man (ayy)
I call my FN, Waka Flocka, Glock is Waka’s mans (bang, bang, bang)
Lookin’ back at old shit, ‘member we was off the xXns (huh)
Had baby ass closet, now I’m walkin’ in (in)
Ben Frank’, Grant, Jackson been my longest friends (buddy)
Seen ya outside the club, is you gon’ get in? (pussy)
Heard your fuckin’ last album, boy, you need to stop
You didn’t even do it right, it don’t need to drop (no)
Man, I’m tired of buyin’ jewelry, man, I need some stock (bling, bling, bling)
Wake up, take naps and go to sleep with guap
I could never tell my granny, I was fixin’ too (no)
I just rolled down on Bally like: “What you finsta do?” (what you sayin’?)
Ho follow me on her real page and finsta too (yeah)
I just got fresh as fuck for an Insta’ shoot (Sosa baby)
Pulled out black and white truck, moo, moo, moo (skrrt)
We ain’t never had a big homie, fuck yo’ rules (fuck ’em)
Hold on, you swear I know you, nigga, fuck is you? (who is you?)
My pops from the other side, nigga, fuck him too (huh)
Yeah, I fuck with him a little, nigga, what’s it to you? (ayy)
We just bought some bumper cars, tryna bump it to you (ayy)
I just got some green tips (ayy) and I bought ’em for you (dududuh)
Heard you slidin’ to the show, bitch, we brought ’em for you
(Dududuh)
Ayy (dududuh

Gang, gang, gang, gang, (dududuh, dududuh) gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, phew
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Ayy, ayy