Snatch His Chain lyrics

[Intro: Fredo Santana & Chief Keef]
Yeah n*gga, yeah, yeah (squad)
Squad sh*t baby you know how we rockin' main, from the streets baby, gang sh*t baby (Sosa baby, Fredo baby, Gino)

[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Gino Marley]
Every time I step outside I got some new money
See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won't do nothing
Been with the sh*t since a jit, ain't gotta prove nothing
Be with real shooters, I swear we'll shoot something
And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds
Shooter got a jeweler, my lil n*gga wanna spit somethin'
Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money
Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana & Gino Marley]
Feeling like an actor 'cause my life is a movie
But no I'm not acting, 'cause I keep MAC's and Uzi's
Designer what I wear, I mix that Raf with that Tsubi
These n*ggas wanna hate but I tell these n*ggas shoot me
A veteran in the field, I promise I am not a rookie
On the west coast smokin' the best dope, got me feeling like Tookie
And if I'm feeling sad I just f*ck up on a groupie
Most savage in the game, I swear they scared to book me
And if I had a problem 'fore I get it, shooters took it
And if I serve you out in public please tell me who looking
Probably take a trip to Cali just to smoke the cookie
b*tch you lookin' at a coach, I been ballin' since a rookie
And if a n*gga rob you for my pack, b*tch show me who took it
You don't want the pistol in your show then why you book me?
And I never took nothing from a n*gga who wasn't looking so
You ain't gotta go and tell the n*gga that I took it
[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Gino Marley]
Every time I step outside I got some new money
See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won't do nothing
Been with the sh*t since a jit, ain't gotta prove nothing
Be with real shooters, I swear we'll shoot something
And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds
Shooter got a jeweler, my lil n*gga wanna spit somethin'
Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money
Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
In a new Maybach, in the front with a two two
Three motherf*cker no, this is not a deuce deuce
Gang with me, riding past all the goose goose
I'll make it rain on you before I salute you
Smokin' hella f*ckin' O's, and I got the racks too
And I got my shooter with me posted like a statue
Don't even f*ckin' sneeze, he won't hesitate to blast you
All this p*ssy jewelry on me, point me to the restroom
My lil n*ggas hot sauce
Hit you with the four five, don't care if you're five four
You better be in by the streetlights
I'm aiming for the richest 'cause I know what the streets like

[Chorus: Fredo Santana & Gino Marley]
Every time I step outside I got some new money
See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won't do nothing
Been with the sh*t since a jit, ain't gotta prove nothing
Be with real shooters, I swear we'll shoot something
And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds
Shooter got a jeweler, my lil n*gga wanna spit somethin'
Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money
Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds