Love Sosa Chords by Chief Keef

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[Bm] Young Trap on the beat.
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Yo head [Bm] off of Sosa, you boys ain't [G] making no noise.
Y'all know [Bm] I'm a road boss, your whip full of [G] broad boys.
Die [Bm] y'all some road boss, die [G] y'all some road boss.
EGB [Bm] don't bust, we got lots of [Em] dough.
They're a [Bm] glad Sosa, and they love them glow boys.
Know we from the go boy, but we [G] cannot go boy.
No I [Bm] don't know O-Boy, I know he's a bro boy.
Rari's a road boss, fur a [G] bull and bow boy.
You know [Bm] I got bands boy, and it's in my [C#] pants boy.
Disrespect [Bm] them O-Boys, you won't speak [G] again boy.
Don't think [Bm] that I'm playing boy, no we don't use hands boy.
No we don't do friends boy, the left is [G] on the landlord.
I get [Bm] sluts and commas, I'll get fucked yo [C#] mama.
I ain't [Bm] with the drama, you can meet [G] my llama.
I ain't with [Bm] 300, you're 300 [C#] for us.
Bitches [Bm] see she's Sosa, I swear I got the honor.
These bitches love Sosa, O and the [Em] no end.
Fuck it [Bm] with them O-Boys, we gon' [G] get fucked over.
[Bm] Rari's a road boss, these O's love she's [Em] Sosa.
Hit her with [Bm] that cobra, now that boy [G] slumped over.
They doing [Bm] all for Sosa, you boys ain't [G] making no noise.
Y'all know [Bm] I'm a glow boy, your clique full [G] of road boys.
Die y'all [Bm] some road boss, die [G] y'all some road boss.
EGB [Bm] don't bust, we got [G] lots of dough.
Don't make me call [Bm] these rolls boy, he's 6 double O [C#] boy.
And he keep [Bm] that poguac, you gon' get fucked [G] over.
Bitch I done [Bm] sold her, and I done sold [C#] Coca.
She gon' clap [Bm] for Sosa, he gon' clap [G] for Sosa.
They do it [Bm] for Sosa, them hoes they do it for Sosa.
They don't want that molly water, so nigga be cool [G] like water.
Before you get hit with [Bm] this lava, bitch I'm the churl of top.
[Em] Don't care no price [Bm] I cop it, be in your bitch daddy's jockey.
These bitches love Sosa, O and [Em] a no man.
Fuck it with [Bm] them O boys, you gon' get [G] fucked over.
Warriors [Bm] and robots, these hoes love she's [Em] Sosa.
Hit her with [Bm] that cobra, now that boy [G] slumped over.
They doing all [Bm] for Sosa, you boys ain't making [G] no noise.
Y'all know I'm [Bm] a glow boy, your clique full [Em] of road boys.
Die y'all [Bm] some road boss, die y'all [G] some road boss.
EGB [Bm] don't bust, we got lots [G] of dough.
What the [Bm] hell.
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