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Artiste : Chief Keef
Titre : Whole Crowd
I don´t like lil´ bets, I win whole pots
I don´t like lil´ hoes I get old thots
I like new guap and old guap
Remember letting tools pop in O-block
Ain´t no more verses that shit sold out

I don´t like white nigga, bring that gold out
Smoking on this green dope is so loud
I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd

Walk up in the show that shit sold out
And we walk up in the show with poles out
Let a nigga try me he get blown down
Referee whistle I am so foul
If you ain´t know nigga now you know now
I´m in my BD stance, ten toes down
Life a roller coaster bitch it Glo round
Went and scooped some kicks finna go and scoop your ho now
When I hit the bank I am so proud
Just got some money in and it so loud
You smoke dirty weed that ain´t no loud
Boy that pack for kids that is so child
Pull up on your bitch then take off wild

I push it to the limit I´m Rick Ross now

I don´t like lil´ bets, I win whole pots
I don´t like lil´ hoes I get old thots
I like new guap and old guap
Remember letting tools pop in O-block
Ain´t no more verses that shit sold out
I don´t like white nigga, bring that gold out
Smoking on this green dope is so loud
I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd

I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd
Who wanna smoke now, I got dope now
I got a lotta pack, lotta thrax
Lotta X, lotta flats bitch, lotta narcotics bitch
I pop a flat, and I´m in that, at your neck bitch
Catch you lacking, should of had your asses bitch
Pull up in that wolf this is not a Lex bitch

She like "ain´t you Chief Keef," I´m like "Yes bitch"
Bitch nigga it´s cracking
Get up off the porch no lacking
Ride up on you slide the door back, audience clapping
We take what you taxing, split it up like magic

I don´t like lil´ bets, I win whole pots
I don´t like lil´ hoes I get old thots
I like new guap and old guap
Remember letting tools pop in O-block
Ain´t no more verses that shit sold out
I don´t like white nigga, bring that gold out
Smoking on this green dope is so loud
I got enough Tooka for the whole crowd