| Song | Who Is That |
| Artist | Chief Keef |
| Album | Back from the Dead 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Keith Cozart | |
| 作曲 : Keith Cozart | |
| [Intro] | |
| Aye | |
| (Sosa on the beat) | |
| Aye nigga | |
| Aye, it's me and gang nigga, take nigga, got the bag, got the cup nigga | |
| Shoot you up if you say sum | |
| You know how we rockin' baby | |
| Aye aye, bang bang nigga, aye | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (fff beep) | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6) | |
| Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits) | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang bang) | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock it) | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (grah bang, bang bang) | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit (fff bang bang bang) | |
| Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is this? aye | |
| Whatchu want man? | |
| Who the **** is this? aye | |
| **** is this? aye | |
| Who the **** is this? aye) | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| What you need, a ****ing six pack? (six pack) | |
| Knocking on my door (knock knock), is you with the damn feds? (damn feds nigga, wassup huh?) | |
| What you need a ****ing 10 pack? (****in 10 pack nigga) | |
| Give me a hundred, ***** you can get that (you can get that) | |
| You say **** Glo out your mouth, we push your ****ing wig back (push your wig back, bang bang) | |
| We got pistols in the club, **** security, we slid that | |
| I flow so hard, it made ******proof shit crack | |
| I’m Snoop Dizzle, I’m the mother****ing shiznat (I'm the shiznat, *****) | |
| I'm rolling in that Koenigsegg (that Koenigsegg, the car that) | |
| All the hoes wanna give a kiss (thotty! thotty!) | |
| I'm smoking on that piss sack (that piss) | |
| It smell like I just got done taking a piss (a piss) | |
| You smoking on that shit pack (smokin' on that shit pack) | |
| And it smell like you just got done taking a shit (a shit) | |
| Imma customize a SIG MAC (SIG aye) | |
| 'Cause you ain't never seen that shit (nah) | |
| She suck my ****, I gave that ***** a tic-tac (lil *****, tic-tac, *****) | |
| Then told that ho to get the **** out my shit (get out my car) | |
| They come through gates, now we coming in the back (we in the back of that thang, bang bang) | |
| Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that (bang bang, woo, in that ****ing thang) | |
| Dear Mister Your Honor, I ain't sinning yet (your honor, phew, nah) | |
| I'm just getting money I'm all in with that (just gettin' dough) | |
| He should've could've would've, boy you couldn't shit (you couldn't have been that) | |
| It's Back From the Dead 2, I'm zombie-ing ***** (bftd2 nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah nigga, ayy) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (cost brick, aye aye) | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6) | |
| Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits) | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang bang) | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock lock lock) | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (size as a Budweiser 6 pack) | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang bang) | |
| Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is that?) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Pull off coming back (skrt), turn you into a running back (into a running back, bang) | |
| Pull up in New Jersey, Mapes and Bergen nigga, slump yo ass (slump a nigga, gang) | |
| I'm off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax (off the ****in' thang) | |
| In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat (skrt bang, bang bang) | |
| Leave a nigga on his back (bang bang bang bang), he should've ****ing had his back-up (damn, his damn) | |
| ******s gave him a disease (to his tummy, bang bang) | |
| Now this ***** need a ****ing checkup (bang bang, gang gang) | |
| ******s gave his ass the hiccups (bang bang bang, huh, bang) | |
| You want war? Nigga get up, let's get up (bang bang bang, let's get it, let's get it nigga, let's get it bang, let's get it) | |
| I’m an artist, I paint pictures nigga, I rant nigga (bang bang bang, I rant nigga, bang bang) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (cost brick) | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 (skrt, skrt skrt) | |
| Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (nah, not with the shits) | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (click-clack, bang bang) | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits (skrt skrt) | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (size as a Budweiser 6 pack) | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang) | |
| Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is that?) |
| zuo ci : Keith Cozart | |
| zuo qu : Keith Cozart | |
| Intro | |
| Aye | |
| Sosa on the beat | |
| Aye nigga | |
| Aye, it' s me and gang nigga, take nigga, got the bag, got the cup nigga | |
| Shoot you up if you say sum | |
| You know how we rockin' baby | |
| Aye aye, bang bang nigga, aye | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick fff beep | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 the X6 | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits I lock it | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack grah bang, bang bang | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit fff bang bang bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is this? aye | |
| Whatchu want man? | |
| Who the is this? aye | |
| is this? aye | |
| Who the is this? aye | |
| Verse 1 | |
| What you need, a ing six pack? six pack | |
| Knocking on my door knock knock, is you with the damn feds? damn feds nigga, wassup huh? | |
| What you need a ing 10 pack? in 10 pack nigga | |
| Give me a hundred, you can get that you can get that | |
| You say Glo out your mouth, we push your ing wig back push your wig back, bang bang | |
| We got pistols in the club, security, we slid that | |
| I flow so hard, it made proof shit crack | |
| I' m Snoop Dizzle, I' m the mother ing shiznat I' m the shiznat, | |
| I' m rolling in that Koenigsegg that Koenigsegg, the car that | |
| All the hoes wanna give a kiss thotty! thotty! | |
| I' m smoking on that piss sack that piss | |
| It smell like I just got done taking a piss a piss | |
| You smoking on that shit pack smokin' on that shit pack | |
| And it smell like you just got done taking a shit a shit | |
| Imma customize a SIG MAC SIG aye | |
| ' Cause you ain' t never seen that shit nah | |
| She suck my , I gave that a tictac lil , tictac, | |
| Then told that ho to get the out my shit get out my car | |
| They come through gates, now we coming in the back we in the back of that thang, bang bang | |
| Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that bang bang, woo, in that ing thang | |
| Dear Mister Your Honor, I ain' t sinning yet your honor, phew, nah | |
| I' m just getting money I' m all in with that just gettin' dough | |
| He should' ve could' ve would' ve, boy you couldn' t shit you couldn' t have been that | |
| It' s Back From the Dead 2, I' m zombieing bftd2 nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah nigga, ayy | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick cost brick, aye aye | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 the X6 | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits I lock lock lock | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack size as a Budweiser 6 pack | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit like bang bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is that? | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Pull off coming back skrt, turn you into a running back into a running back, bang | |
| Pull up in New Jersey, Mapes and Bergen nigga, slump yo ass slump a nigga, gang | |
| I' m off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax off the in' thang | |
| In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat skrt bang, bang bang | |
| Leave a nigga on his back bang bang bang bang, he should' ve ing had his backup damn, his damn | |
| s gave him a disease to his tummy, bang bang | |
| Now this need a ing checkup bang bang, gang gang | |
| s gave his ass the hiccups bang bang bang, huh, bang | |
| You want war? Nigga get up, let' s get up bang bang bang, let' s get it, let' s get it nigga, let' s get it bang, let' s get it | |
| I' m an artist, I paint pictures nigga, I rant nigga bang bang bang, I rant nigga, bang bang | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick cost brick | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 skrt, skrt skrt | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits nah, not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back clickclack, bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits skrt skrt | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack size as a Budweiser 6 pack | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit like bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is that? |
| zuò cí : Keith Cozart | |
| zuò qǔ : Keith Cozart | |
| Intro | |
| Aye | |
| Sosa on the beat | |
| Aye nigga | |
| Aye, it' s me and gang nigga, take nigga, got the bag, got the cup nigga | |
| Shoot you up if you say sum | |
| You know how we rockin' baby | |
| Aye aye, bang bang nigga, aye | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick fff beep | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 the X6 | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits I lock it | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack grah bang, bang bang | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit fff bang bang bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is this? aye | |
| Whatchu want man? | |
| Who the is this? aye | |
| is this? aye | |
| Who the is this? aye | |
| Verse 1 | |
| What you need, a ing six pack? six pack | |
| Knocking on my door knock knock, is you with the damn feds? damn feds nigga, wassup huh? | |
| What you need a ing 10 pack? in 10 pack nigga | |
| Give me a hundred, you can get that you can get that | |
| You say Glo out your mouth, we push your ing wig back push your wig back, bang bang | |
| We got pistols in the club, security, we slid that | |
| I flow so hard, it made proof shit crack | |
| I' m Snoop Dizzle, I' m the mother ing shiznat I' m the shiznat, | |
| I' m rolling in that Koenigsegg that Koenigsegg, the car that | |
| All the hoes wanna give a kiss thotty! thotty! | |
| I' m smoking on that piss sack that piss | |
| It smell like I just got done taking a piss a piss | |
| You smoking on that shit pack smokin' on that shit pack | |
| And it smell like you just got done taking a shit a shit | |
| Imma customize a SIG MAC SIG aye | |
| ' Cause you ain' t never seen that shit nah | |
| She suck my , I gave that a tictac lil , tictac, | |
| Then told that ho to get the out my shit get out my car | |
| They come through gates, now we coming in the back we in the back of that thang, bang bang | |
| Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that bang bang, woo, in that ing thang | |
| Dear Mister Your Honor, I ain' t sinning yet your honor, phew, nah | |
| I' m just getting money I' m all in with that just gettin' dough | |
| He should' ve could' ve would' ve, boy you couldn' t shit you couldn' t have been that | |
| It' s Back From the Dead 2, I' m zombieing bftd2 nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah nigga, ayy | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick cost brick, aye aye | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 the X6 | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits I lock lock lock | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack size as a Budweiser 6 pack | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit like bang bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is that? | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Pull off coming back skrt, turn you into a running back into a running back, bang | |
| Pull up in New Jersey, Mapes and Bergen nigga, slump yo ass slump a nigga, gang | |
| I' m off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax off the in' thang | |
| In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat skrt bang, bang bang | |
| Leave a nigga on his back bang bang bang bang, he should' ve ing had his backup damn, his damn | |
| s gave him a disease to his tummy, bang bang | |
| Now this need a ing checkup bang bang, gang gang | |
| s gave his ass the hiccups bang bang bang, huh, bang | |
| You want war? Nigga get up, let' s get up bang bang bang, let' s get it, let' s get it nigga, let' s get it bang, let' s get it | |
| I' m an artist, I paint pictures nigga, I rant nigga bang bang bang, I rant nigga, bang bang | |
| Chorus | |
| Boy my ing watch cost a brick cost brick | |
| And my favorite car, the X6 skrt, skrt skrt | |
| Stop the ing flexing boy, you not with the shits nah, not with the shits | |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back clickclack, bang bang | |
| We take the streets and start locking these shits skrt skrt | |
| These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack size as a Budweiser 6 pack | |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit like bang | |
| Knock knock at my door, I' m at the peep hole like who is that? Who the is that? |