3Hunna (MegaMix) Chief Keef (Ft. Red Cafe, Rick Ross & Soulja Boy)

[Intro: Red Cafe]
Young Chop on the beat
Bank Account
What’s haddenin, what’s haddenin
What’s haddenin, what’s haddenin

{Verse 1: Red Cafe}
Look I don’t do no tough talk
I strap up and my gun tall
I only fuck with super freaks
Tell them open wide then I bust off
No brakes on that 2 door, slang blue magic, that’s too raw
I holdin out that pimp c, y’all niggas acting like Rupar
Real nigga off that Chief Keef and drilling all looking 3D
Covered in all that YSL, and that LV and that GG
Bad bitches fuck my team, I get dirty money, and my ride clean
My diamonds is clear though, middle finger all ya weirdos
My bitches, my bitches, you know I love my bitches
My niggas got warrants, so we ain’t taking pictures
You loving her, I’m fucking her
Your connect be my customer
Nigga I ain’t no role model, I’m america’s top hustler

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I'm three hunna
Click clack pow, now he running
Don't be fuckin wit my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take ya ass down
Shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda