Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kanye West
Kanye West
Chant
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Chant
Pusha T
Pusha T
Chant
Big Sean
Big Sean
Chant
Jadakiss
Jadakiss
Chant
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Claviers
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Claviers
Ken Lewis
Ken Lewis
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kanye West
Kanye West
Paroles/Composition
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Paroles/Composition
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Paroles/Composition
Jason Phillips
Jason Phillips
Paroles/Composition
Tyree Pittman
Tyree Pittman
Paroles/Composition
Reverend G.I. Townsend
Reverend G.I. Townsend
Paroles/Composition
Barrington Levy
Barrington Levy
Paroles/Composition
Paul Love
Paul Love
Paroles/Composition
Sean Michael Anderson
Sean Michael Anderson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kanye West
Kanye West
Production
Young Chop
Young Chop
Production
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Ingénierie de prise de son
The Twilite Tone
The Twilite Tone
Production
Richard Parry
Richard Parry
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Anna Ugarte
Anna Ugarte
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Ingénierie de prise de son
Nael Shehade
Nael Shehade
Ingénierie de prise de son
Daniel Betancourth
Daniel Betancourth
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Fraud ****, y'all ****, that's that shit I don't like
Your shit make-believe, rappin' 'bout my own life
(Woo) That's rare, **** (Woo) Ric Flair, ****
(Woo) The power's in my hair, ****
(Woo) I give this beat the chair, ****
[Verse 2]
SoHo or Tribeca, three hoes, trifecta
Dope money, hope money, Hublot, my watch better
My pen's better, you don't write, trendsetter, you clone-like
Pay homage or K's vomit, ungrateful **** I don't like
Rrrah!
[Verse 3]
A fuck ****, that's that shit I don't like (Bang bang)
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Bang bang)
A bitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Bang bang)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
(This Chicago, ****)
[Verse 4]
They smile in my face is what I don't like
They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite
But I'd never hit a woman, never in my life
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife'
In that pussy so deep, I could have drowned twice
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
Eatin' good, vegetarian with the brown rice
Girls kissin' girls, 'cause it's hot, right?
But unless they use a strap-on, then they not dykes
They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life
We hangin' out the window, it's 'bout to be a Suge night
Free Bump J, real **** for life
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man, that **** nice
Shoutout to L-E-P, Jay Boogie, right?
Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?
[Verse 5]
A fuck ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
A bitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like (Like) don't like
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like
(Young Chop on the beat)
[Verse 6]
Fake Gucci, that's that shit that I don't like
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe
Screamin', "Sosa, that's that **** that I like!" (Sosa)
I don't want relations, I just want one night (One night)
'Cause a thirsty bitch, that's that shit that I don't like (Nah)
I got tats up on my arm 'cause this shit is life (That's life, tatted)
And I stunt so much in clothes 'cause I'm livin' life (Life, Louis, Gucci)
I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light
Bitch, I'm high off life, got me feelin' right (300)
Bitch, I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like
And bitch, we GBE, we just go on sight
[Verse 7]
A fuck ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
A bitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Chief Keef)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (Chi-Town, D-Town, you know?)
[Verse 8]
Whoa, we are not one and the same
****, I'm fuckin' insane, fuck is you sayin'?
Yo' ass been doin' the same
Shit, not doin' what you sayin', dang
I told yo' old bitch she was fuckin' a lame
Turn one ho to a train
Blaow, blang, my **** holdin' that pain
I just hope you been prayin', bang bang
Ridin' for my **** and that's for life
High class, I'm just surrounded by these low-lives
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't goin' back to my old life
I promise
[Verse 9]
A fuck ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Nah)
A bitch ****, that's that shit I don't like (Right now)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
[Verse 10]
I done sold purp (Purple), I done sold white (White)
Runnin' outta work, that's that shit I don't like (Nah)
She never let me hit (Nah), she gave me dome twice
She blowin' up my phone, that's that bitch I don't like
Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
Put the pressure on 'em, just when they think that I eased up
Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother thirty for the Jesus (Uh-huh)
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas
[Verse 11]
A fuck ****, that's that shit I don't like
A snitch ****, that's that shit I don't like
A bitch ****, that's that shit I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
Written by: Anthony C. Khan, Barrington Levy, Big Sean, Cydel Young, Jason Phillips, Kanye West, Keith Cozart, MIKE DEAN, Noah Goldstein, Paul Love, Reverend G.I. Townsend, Sean Anderson, Terrence Thornton, Tyree Pittman
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