Feds Intro Lyrics - Chief Keef

Hit a nigga up I don't give a fuck 

I'm a smoke tooka 'til I lose it 

Hit a nigga with this mothafuckin' Uzi 

Leave a nigga mothafuckin' clueless 

Take a Swisher blunt and fill it up 

I can't hear the noise cause that's how I do it 

Smoking sticky weed cause that's how I grew it 

Four wheel drive nigga how I flew it 

Up this choppa then hit you up 

Then pick you up that bitch lift you up 

I dropped some racks and I picked it up 

Ballin', take the ball and kick it up 

Pull on your block with a lot of guns 

Let off a lot of shots now it's red nigga 

Ain't no yellow tape it's red nigga 

Still watching out for the feds nigga 

Hit a nigga up I don't give a fuck 

I'll do drugs 'til I'm dead nigga 

Middle fingers nigga no lead nigga 

Then get shots to the head nigga 

Come through spark when I can nigga 

Start running hope yo pussy ass gets winded nigga 

There's a gun tucked in my unders and up this bitch thunder 

I'm a chase your ass while you running 

Smoking sticky pack stinky onion 

I come though and I'm stunting 

I'm always fresh like I'm going to a luncheon 

Spent twenty bands today, got twenty bands this morning 

I'm in London with Kanye and we smoking on that chronic 

For him throw your ass in a lake 

These bullets have your pussy ass running 

I wonder, I wonder why these fuck niggas be stunting 

That role you ain't even got to play 

I know your pussy ass watching 

Lil' Fufu ass where they do that at 

Where who be at where you be at 

Pull up on a nigga block where foolie at 

Catch your ass nigga where your toolie at 

I'm high bitch like Cooly ass 

You ain't making no hits yo bootie ass 

Come through with my guns and they loonie ass 

Shooting at any nigga goofy ass 

My cuckoo ass came through with a mac 

My Zoes come through and put a tool on your ass 

You got a lil dash, I got two in the dash 

Rich fuck nigga gon' lose his gas 

Got my jewels in the coup and the goo with the loop 

We be the goo when the goo in the bag 

Moving the crews and I'm moving the loot 

Whip pistols, catch you, it's a trap 

Never like it nigga know how I move 

With tools a gang a crew and goo 

Running them hoes get it back them Rolls 

I loop I loop I loop I loop 

I don't give a fuck I run my shooters 

They shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot 

R.I.P BL double O D soo woo, soo woo, soo woo, soo woo 

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