Gun Violence (feat. Chief Keef) - Fredo Santana

Sosa, baby Blood Gang, baby Sit Gang, baby Fifth Gang, baby Get It Gang, baby Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want to freak you? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go? Benihana's, Wokcano's, no, no, no, no Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete She french kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm driving fast, she like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow? She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

Aye man you know how I'm rocking, cutoff stockings All designer man getcho grind up you know I got a Breightling for the timer that ain't nun new But these motherfuckin Margiela shoes I bought Is for me cappin you know what I'm saying? I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap This for Cap this for Blood, riding round with my thud G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up Don't expect me to give you hug Bullets coming fill you up Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt Boy I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want? Get that Grezielda Blanco like "Aye lil Pablo where da fuck ya going? In the club froze I bought the bar I dont even want it I don't drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I'm snoring I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap Gambino grab my meatroll Aye Tadoe grab my K doe Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados Niggas wanna try me let the K go Wtf Chief Sosa waiting for? Got pink birds looking like Flamingos She dust my shoes off like I'm Fabo Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho Inna Caps and I'm Cappin spending all the play-doh Trap house bumping like he dancing with Kemo Off the car lot I'm smashing I'm riding like an A-hole Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limo's Now my birthday is every damn day tho Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans? Cause I be working every damn day tho I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin, racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap

Shawty said she was a dreamer I turned they asses to a believer My other bitch like Justin Bieber I guess that bitch a belieber I still remember my hoes I bet they still remember micro I wave a bitch off micros You only woke up and like blow All these bitches chasing after D Tell these bitches, chase after cheese I forgot I'm the fucking cheese I ride alot around, spending Gs Who raised me, my momma granny No actor but I need a grammy Taxing niggas on Sammy Girl you know I'm Sosa Sammy I don't be off the molly, I just be off alot of weed Pull up, crash the party Shots at everybody Can't be chasing these hoes, gotta be chasing these rolls I was dreaming 'til I woke I ain't a dreamchaser, bitch I just glow Sosa you be flexing, I know Sosa you keep weapons, I know I ain't got a yacht, I got a boat And that bitch is as big as my home I was locked up, Divison 4 Repping my set the nigga's home I remember back in '94 wait I was born in '95 tho Remember trapping just to get a coat 'Member trapping just to get some clothes Now I buy anything I want, Anything I wanted and any more I ain't never been to Mexico but I'm smoking on Texico Remember pilling out in 4. 4s Now I get 94 for a show Jewelry and commas for a show I through it in the water and let it float It's icy like the fucking North Pole I don't need no stops in my wardrobe Lady I got the fucking pack and I got the fucking sack Its alot of snakes in the grass Watch out, they'll bite you in yo back

Let me tell you something, man When you see a nigga like me Look me straight in the eyes Talk to me man, not at me And if I pass you some weed Don't hold that shit for too long Let everybody get high It's real nigga's in here I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up Just bought a brand new car, backed it straight in Smokin' on this strong, the pack just came in I rep my gang hard, it's tattooed in my skin I'm such a fucking boss, I run with made men Diamonds in my chain, OG in my paper Fuck a bottle loss, Fuck about a hater Fuckin' up the club, fuckin' up this paper Fuck with GBE, fuckin' with them gangsters Ridin' it like I ain't never had shit Gold in my mouth, I'm talking cash shit Left her with the gang, he need a new bitch I ain't sweat her, she was comin' at my crew neck I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider, pistol toter Pistol blower, kush smoker Bands all in my pocket Think you goin' take it? Stop it My youngins get it poppin' Now you on the news, they watchin' Fuckin' with my gang, you gon' end up in violence Fuckin' with Taylor Gang, you fuckin' with the pilots Smokin' on this dope, thumbin' through the checks Thots on my dick like who gonna do me next I spent so many checks, I coulda bought a jet GBE 'til I die, I do it for my set Go, go I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up

Boogie woogie Me love the sun Its so hot hot hot Lets jam lets jam Says uncle sam () Lalalala Santana jam Lalalala Santana jam Its nice and hot Not cold nor warm I dont even hear A stormy storm Lalala Santana jam Lalala Santana jam

She's gettin' it ready Wanna send it to Freddy No lie, we don't spend on a jezzy Thirty racks that I spent on the Presi' We be steppin' Fendi, we're spendin' a twenty The woman, she'll never forget me My youngen in black, messy Yeah, I just got the gwap in, heavy Them drops are holdin' horses I-I got this coat imported Nah, it didn't drop in Europe Lots of tourin' out on the street Them shoes that's down by my feet I got them now, but they're out in a week Four foreigns, we're out in a fleet Niggas rollin', I round up the team, listen Yeah, my youngens are juggin' Doing their ting, food in the cling In two days, man's viewin' the crib And two weeks rent costs two and a bit Got a view and it's lit Half a box, man's doin' that quick My cunch ends popped off so much I packed my bags and moved to the strip Niggas be talkin' trappin', they're lyin' Look at my bracelet, actually diamonds 'Bout to whip this pack I'm fryin' Balmain rips like scratched by lion Niggas don't want me to pop out Cleanin' the strip with the mop out We used to chat, she's blocked now 'Cause she gave me hat, pop down But my wrist is on bust down Who can I trust now? Rolling with uck town Goin' to uck town, I don't do shows without uck now And all of my shows gettin' shutdown Thirty-six O's gettin' bruck down Yeah, you had some money, you're bruck now I spend couple hundred on lunch now Leave gyal shy when I come 'round Check out my coat, that's a chinchilla She wanna hold on my chinchilla Trill nigga, six figures Women with us, they got sick figures Check it, I'm boilin' the rock in Watchin' the oils, they're droppin' Whip it up, oils are lockin' Plus all of my boils are problem Yeah, gunners are with me, you know it Yeah, I'm runnin' the city, you know it Yeah, I'm clubbin', it's with me, I got it No, it's nothin' to spend all the profit Told myself I ain't shoppin' this week Next day, Harvey, top and a jeans Both of them shits gonna cost me a G Sayin', show this to your people innit When I talk, yute listen

I still remember the first wetting Filled up with hype and adrenaline Gave the yout' a little leggin' Next time was a face shot, progression My youngin got life, stressin' Wonderin' if we'll forget him Back then for six racks, get 'em Now times that by ten just for renting It ain't 'bout the start, it's the endin' It ain't 'bout your heart, it's the weapon This music just came as a blessin' After all of the rain and the lessons Promoters, they pay for my entrance These people, they pay for a sentence Robbed the plug, never meant it My biggest mistake, I left it Grew up with my mum (mum) Used to see my dad a bit (a bit) 'Til I started movin' so dumb He couldn't even manage it I was 14 and I was missin' like Madeleine Stealin' phones, chippin' in with my niggas for cannabis I quit school for the bangin' strip But let's go back a bit Mum moved me out of London when I was like ten But I was the same out there, I was badder again So by 13, we was back in the ends (we're back) But bringin' me back to that shitty estate Was probably my mum's biggest mistake But she never grew up or lived in this place Met my dad here, thinks the city is great Biggest mistake, this ain't no city your kids wanna play I'm from where, real young, you make killers as mates That's maximum profit on minimum wage Now I'm a star, they won't give me no space Bad bitch with an innocent face Why you broke? There's a million ways Got my knife every day 'cause I'm still in my ways Yo, this rap weren't never the plan I'm cool but never a fan (never) Not havin' money don't make no one less of a man But you need money to be the best that you can If I go broke, I'll go rest in the can Bump into opps and I'm reppin' the gang Young little teenagers steppin' for man That man ain't got no bodies but reckon they're bad (How?) Feds on my back They think I'm the head of the gang Couple G's on the road Got the rest of the bros in the can (free 'em) Couple hundred in drug P's Put the rest of the P's in the bank (put that away) Kilos of petrol up in the bando and the rest in my tank, yo We got it, there's no wrestlin', man Who's gonna wrestle with man? (Who?) She said I'm out here fuckin' everybody Who's gonna settle with that? (Hmm?) Cookin' tuna in my cell Used to use kettles for that Since I ran up half a million, pussy, I never been better We been livin' a way, fly out the cunch, give it away Next thing you know, the phone's on the drib in a day That's how I done it, it's really the way I shot the glass from whippin' the yay Lost it, was my biggest mistake Gave Delma some food, he went missin' away He must've thought up in the prison he safe Biggest mistake My niggas ran in the cell and slit in his face (gang) This ain't rap, it's really the case Revenge is so sweet, it's really the taste Everyone knows me, the feelin' is strange (strange) Dark tint when I chill in the Range (Range) Bro got locked, years in the cage Every day's the same, so I give him a change Yo, I worked so hard to be real But them lies that they make ain't harmin' me, still (never) Got a yout' strapped up in the party to kill He knows make his own way home if he's barkin' it still My army is real 20 years if he pleads, that's hardly a deal Man, it's awkward now I don't even know what we should talk about You must be havin' weird dreams of walkin' out (ah) You don't need kebab shops for no quarter pounds Just phone Little Capo, he'll sort you out My niggas ride, don't talk it out Hanger in the pot, fork it out Used to have to stay at my shorty's house Now my left wrist is a mortgage house You know what's funny as well? (What?) Before I met Santan Dave I met his brother in jail I never knew and his brother didn't tell (for real?) Who would've thought me and his brother would sell? Number one in the charts I used to be number one in the dark, dark Doubtin' myself was my biggest mistake Trustin' someone was also my biggest mistake We started as dargs, but he finished a snake Can't run 'round there to slither away I'm into money, ain't into debates With my knife on, watch niggas deflate The quicker I leave, the bigger the chase So girl, don't play, give a nigga your face I paid my lawyer, I'm winnin' the case Feds took 50, still had a grin on my face (huh) Percs, I got dribs in the safe Think I'm out with all the shit that I made Give a nigga a break Every dog has his day, but it isn't today (nah) Free my dargs that's still locked in the cage Reminiscin' on their biggest mistake (the biggest) I still remember the first wetting Filled up with hype and adrenaline Gave the yout' a little leggin' Next time was a face shot, progression My youngin got life, stressin' Wonderin' if we'll forget him Back then for six racks, get 'em Now times that by ten just for renting It ain't 'bout the start, it's the endin' It ain't 'bout your heart, it's the weapon This music just came as a blessin' After all of the rain and the lessons Promoters, they pay for my entrance These people, they pay for a sentence Robbed the plug, never meant it My biggest mistake, I left it Can money buy happiness? No, money can't buy happiness But it can contribute towards gettin' happiness I mean, you can't go into the shop and purchase a bottle of happiness It just doesn't work like that There's not, like, a single thing that you can identify as happiness And say you're gonna have money and get that There's so much more