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Trust My Gun - Chief Keef
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Trust My Gun Chief Keef

Trust My Gun - Chief Keef
[Intro]
I don't trust no one, ayy
Baby, I don't tust no one but my gun, ayy
But my gun
I don't tust no one but my gun
And my ones
No one but my gun
No one

[Chorus]
I don't trust no one but my gun
Kush fucking up my lungs
Niggas talking from behind
Bitches tryna set you up
There go Almighty, they like what
My guns be strong bodied, bitch play tough
My niggas hard bodied, bitch say what
Now your block red taped up

[Verse 1]
Now your block red taped up in it
Pistol shots, take that shit
Smoking on dope with a little cigarette
Got the racks on my pocket and the TEC on the bed
A nigga on the front door, a nigga on the back door
Come in here and blanked out forgot what I said
I wonder what TEC would've said
I wonder what MAC would've said
Coolin' with the lean, say fuck with my set
Disrespect then that's a cap to the head
Come on your block set up shops, get the popping at heads, arms, shoulders, bitch and them legs
Broke wrist on my wrist, broke leg on my neck
Glo on you, not down for this shit
Niggas wanna gamble with their life, put them in a jeopardy van
Smoking on this reefer, sipping on this lean, tequila
Come on your block, me and ether
Shooting your family tree up
The Glo got clips like theaters
Walk around the whole wide world, just t'd up
Jay said he gone buy me a kilo, I'm gone be key'd up
Kilos in my ears, tryna take it, me speak up
And the .233 speaking, what nina need to speak for
Momma always told me never follow be a leader
Riding in a foreign ass car with no license, hop in the seat belt
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