Chief Keef – The Talk Lyrics

The Talk Lyrics – Chief Keef

Ayy, ayy (Sosa baby)
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew, phew
Don’t call my phone unless you tryna buy a whole brick, ***

I been in this *** boy, you know I ain’t no roody-poo
I just get my *** sucked, it ain’t right she fufu
I just throw my sets up (Ayy), 24-1-4 (1-4)
Tell that *** 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 ***, don’t know how to cook it though (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
You spend the bands and yo’ sack on some *** hoes (Phew)
You post yo’ guns and yo’ set and yo’ cookie dough (Phew)
Watch out ***, 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 ***, what I wouldn’t know? (Go, go)
I got a switchblade on a stick, I cut you up (Go)
*** 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 *** is up? (Skur)
10 millies, man (Skudaskur), I urge you, ***, *** with us (Skur, skur, skur)
I got pull like guitar brass orchestra (Doh, doh doh, ayy)
Like I owe the *** some, it got me coughin’ up (Ugh, ugh)
***’ 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 ***, Alabama (Huh, huh)
Baby Glock bit you like a ***’ bed bug (Bang, bang)
I been runnin’ ***, ***, 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’ *** 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, *** him, full nelson (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lookin’ for me ***? 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 *** upside down, now I’m shakin’ him (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Cops got him in that room, and they breakin’ him (***)
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, gettin’ off the lot (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
*** boy, I’m rich, your talk is not (***)

That’s why I don’t talk that much (***)
Unless you know me (***) and got somethin’ to talk about (***)
If I don’t know, I ain’t got nothin’ to say to you really
But goddamn it, what’s up? (Go)
On foe’nem, *** (Go, ayy)
If you ever see me, you gon’ run up on me and goddamn get a handshake (Ayy, ayy)
You wanna hold something, goddamn, I gotchu (Go, go)
I ain’t one of these lame ass niggas, man (Gang)
GBE baby, Sosa baby, Sit Gang ***, Get-it Gang
(Duhduhduh)

Chain cost a brick, Arm & Hammer, pot and pan (Huh)
Try not to go to jail, *** 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 ***, ‘member we was off the xans (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? (***)
Heard your ***’ 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 can never tell my granny, I was fixin’ too (No)
I just rolled down on Bally like “Whatchu finsta do?” (What you sayin’?)
*** follow me on her real page and her finsta too (Yeah)
I just got fresh as *** for an Insta shoot (Sosa baby)
Pulled out black and white truck, moo, moo, moo (Skrrt)
We ain’t never had a big homie, *** your rules (*** ’em)
Hold on, you swear I know you, ***, *** is you? (Who is you?)
My pops from the other side, ***, *** him too (Huh)
Yeah, I *** with him a little, ***, 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, *** we brought them 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

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