Chief Keef — Dead Broke lyrics

Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
No flexing dog
It ain’t no flexing dog
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke

See I be high as I wanna be, don’t smoke that bubbly
I smoke that kush dog, and I smoke so lovely
Your b***h all under me, she wanna suck on me
She wanna f**k with me, but I sting like a bumblebee
See I’m in my?, in my pockets a couple g’s
Allergic to fake s**t, get that s**t the f**k from me
I’m allergic to fake n****s, get them boys away from me
Them boys be hating me, but them boys won’t play with me
300 agency, no we not make believe
We go all day with heat, D. Rose we spray his peeps
But D. Rose be six hunnid’, D. Rose will flip something
My b*****s my whips foreign, and all I know get money

Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
No flexing dog
It ain’t no flexing dog
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke

Some of my n****s dead broke, that ain’t no damn joke
They might kick a damn door, you run and you get smoked
Just like a damn newport, shots travel like passports
I smoke kush and pop?, I smoke kush and pop?
All my n****s shottas, send you to the doctor
If you talking crazy then you gon’ meet my?
Your girl she don’t want it, she give me head then I’m done with it
She only on me cause comments come, be good homie when drama come
Flexing, finessing, you know I keep weapons
Kill you in a second, you know I am reckless
Flexing, finessing, you know I keep weapons
Kill you in a second, you know I am reckless

Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
No flexing dog
It ain’t no flexing dog
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke

Some of my n****s dead and broke, we rob we raise hell ho
These n****s don’t play with me, we come through we up in heat
You play you get third degree, I’m fly as a magazine
These angels can’t f**k with me man, I smoke till I’m off my feet
Chest bumping urgently, sd b***h order me
She gon’ want f**k with me after she see my squad of three
B***h I’m no athlete but I score like I’m dominique
Excuse me, b***h pardon me
Hope that you don’t step on my sneaks
We blowing urgently, man my n****s do burglaries
We eat bon-appetit, we so no casualty
Bullets need surgery, man I can’t promise dead peeps
Pockets is fat as?, savage we run the streets

Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
No flexing dog
It ain’t no flexing dog
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
Some of my n****s dead broke
That leave your a** dead broke
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