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Four Lyrics by ​Keys

Infiltration

2010

(Keys talking)
Ok ok , wait wait wait...
Yall thought I was done?
Yall thought it was over?
No! No at all!!
Bring that shit in

[Verse 1: Keys]
Fake bitches get mad
When a real bitch come hard
They wanted me to knock
But I can't I bombard
Reppin the Bmore streets
Like Relmere and Rumbore
Shooting at cha Nikes
Have you doing the Spongebob
Keys go hard, like cheese without the plastic
I'm trying to take these hoes to school
Get these girls scholastic
You be on that happy shit
Keys be on that smack a bitch
I'm eating bitches bread
Still on my chin
I'm on that savage shit
She say she hot
I think she not
I'm like I'll handle it
I'm in them dopedealers
You be on that sandal shit
I dont fuck with fragile shit
Cuz I'll most likely damage it
I'm hardcore these bitches yolk
I take that shit and scramble it
Shakin in they boots
Ain't even come to city yet
I'm all over the Internet
Ain't show em a titty yet
I bout that real hip hop
Like Tupac and Biggie rep
I'm on them big footprints
You do that Itty Bitty step

(Chorus) X2
Now it was 4 lil bitches
On my block talking shit
It was 4 lil bullets in my Glock in my clip
Now I'm talking to myself
Like "Aw, gonna miss"
POP POP POP POP they was done
That was quick

(Keys talking)
We going in

[Verse 2: Keys]
Marching all alone
I'm a motherfucking Spartan
Running down the street
Guns drawn , call me Martin
I ain't suprised I heard that bullshit
That cha'll be talking
Fuck killing Kenny bitch
I killed Cartman
Light on my seat like a astronaut
This is 89 Cuba I got Castro spot
Bitches talk so tough I just laugh they not
Look down your door, 1 shot
Bitch, blast you drop
Now I don't wanna talk about how much ass they got
And I don't wanna hear bout how much cash they got
When it comes down to bars
Keys is plasmic hot
No , I'm hot like hanging out the window
Passing cops
Serving fiends, middle fingers up
Passing rocks, Cuz bitches running out of time
Tick tock tick tock
TOO LATE
They picking flowers for your casket top
I'm a motherfucking torch
You cannot ash me, stop
You know they wanted me to crawl
But I can't I straight ran on em
Father had a daughter
But I'm so Son Sam on em
Turkey bacon bitches
But Keys gone go ham on em
These bitches Pebbles
But Keys go Bam Bam on em
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About “Four” by ​Keys

Read the complete lyrics to "Four" by ​Keys from the album "Infiltration " in 2010. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"Four" is credited to ​Keys. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Four" appears on "Infiltration " in 2010.

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