I Don't Know Dem - Chief Keef

This nigga looking at me like he want some

Pistol to his face if he owe some

My niggas keep them tools make em blow some

OTF they ride for Sosa

Riding with my hitters bitch we on some

Ride on an opp and then smoke them

Yea we keep them horns we will blow them

Who is these niggas, I don’t know them

GBE bitch we hot bitch we smokin

I’m chokin, what I’m smoking potent

I’m leaning, rolling and I’m totin'

You know where it’s O and the no end

300 bitch don’t make me bring them killers out

Real shit, free all my hitters out

Don’t make me bring them killers out

Youse a dead man that ain’t even written so

Tec chop like lawn mowers

Feds listening, shit, short convo

Hit a nigga with a combo

What I’m a fight for?

My choppers drum roll

Throwing L’s up, Glocks up

Don’t start us, can’t stop us

Everywhere they spot us

Chopper light, kill a cop though

Word around this nigga Stevie

I don’t a fuck with contacts, see me

I love getting tree-tree

Smoke kush get head by Kiki

I need that, I’m up now

A problem, we up now

My gun screaming «what?"now

You want that tough shit?

Our guns act tough now