Fredo Santana - Snatch His Chain lyrics

[Intro: Fredo Santana & Chief Keef] Yea n***a, Yea, Yea (Squaa) Squad sh** baby you know how we rockin’ main, from the streets baby, gang sh** 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** 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 j**eler, my lil n***a 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***as wanna hate but I tell these n***as 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** 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**h you lookin’ at a coach, I been ballin’ since a rookie And if a n***a rob you for my pack, b**h 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***a who wasn’t looking so You ain’t gotta go and tell the n***a 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** 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 j**eler, my lil n***a 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**er 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**in’ O’s, and I got the racks too And I got my shooter with me posted like a statue Don’t even f**in’ sneeze, he won’t hesitate to blast you All expensive j**elry on me, point me to the restroom My lil n***as 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** 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 j**eler, my lil n***a wanna spit somethin’ Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds