Traffic Lyrics - Chief Keef

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action 

He not bout' that life man, catch him in traffic 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action 

He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action 

I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage 

And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap 

Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic 

Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic 

And where I'm that's 300, normal spelled backwards 

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Letting a nigga goon me, I can't imagine 

But I'm out here in these streets, catch me in traffic 

My niggas shoot for free, they'll let you have it 

My niggas do it for me, ain't no way around it 

Blood hound for that money, bitch I gotta have it 

Going crazy, 20's, 50's, 100's, bitch I'm cashing 

And I ain't really with the talking, bitch I'm money stacking 

And he ain't really bout' that life, cause he don't love that action 

And they don't come from where I come from, they wasn't born a savage 

Late night shit, catch him in traffic 

I ain't really gotta talk, bitch catch me in traffic 

And you know I got it on me, so I'm never lackin' 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action 

He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action 

I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage 

And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap 

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Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic 

Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic 

And where I'm that's 300, normal spelled backwards 

We don't really play, homie we about gun action 

Pistols get to flappin', ball like the Mavericks 

Chief Keef bitch I'm savage, I'm paper stackin' 

Pistols get to clappin', niggas get to lappin' 

Bad bitches packed up inside a Maxima 

That bitch gon' give me neck, neck like a Dracula 

Fuck nigga talk shit, delete him, no schedule 

That bitch want some ransom, she say I'm handsome 

I need me a dancer to come and dance up 

On me while I'm wildin' and I'm throwing sets up 

I need me a dancer to come and dance up 

On me while I'm wildin' and throwing sets up 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action 

He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action 

I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage 

And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap 

Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic 

Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic 

And where I'm that's 300, normal spelled backwards 

We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action 

He not bout' that life man, catch him in traffic