Kunci: Gb major
Verse 1
Gm
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Gm
Street Empire, we legendary
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Gm
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Ryder, Harlem, Thunder,
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Gm
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Money, let's go get em
I told her, somebody lyin',
I'm not the deal
Gm
Bb
Must be gettin' higher than a doctor bill
Eb
I hit the spot and your wife
be tryin' to cop a feel
Bb
Till I look and tell her, Ma, you gotta chill
Gm
Bb
Eb
The way I'm flossin' on them,
Gm
Bb
they sayin' that I'm the worst
Gm
Bb
Eb
New pair of Michael Jordans
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Gm
in my Nike shirt
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lawyer gettin' right the work
Gm
Bb
Pinned to the past,
who I'm bout to write a verse?
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Eb
you ain't gettin' nothin' from me
Use a leech, nigga,
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all you do is buck for money
Bb
Eb
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Another dummy, you about to crash
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No, this ain't about the past,
Gm
Bb
Nah, I ain't about to pass,
I'm about to blast
Bb
boy, I'm shootin' out the glass
Eb
Bb
Get to trackin' when them things
Bb
Thinkin' it won't really happen
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Bb
till it really happen
Eb
Have you layin' on the floor like,
really happened?
Hundred sprayers at your door
Bb
before you finish rappin'
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Bb
Let's get it crackin', nigga, rápido
Eb
Yo, hoe, know I been a captain,
Eb
Hottest flow, watch me glow,
Bb
hit the script and cop and go
Gm
Eb
I'm a pro, y should know,
Bb
when I'm in the mix I lock and load
Gm
Eb
Stop and go, watch us froze,
Rolex on, Audemars,
hop out on your bench and rock and boat
Eb
I'm the GOAT, y 'all a joke,
Bb
he ain't even kinda close
Eb
You won't find this kinda piranha
on the entire coast
Bb
Eb
What's poppin' though besides me,
me?
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Eb
I'm on my way to get my
sauce from Chinese
Bb
Splittin' like the Siamese, me?
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Bb
You can find me in that Maserati, ho
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Taking the top off and on
It's right here, nigga
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Bb
Thunder in that lightning, nigga
Fox to your brain
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Come and get enlightened, nigga
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I don't like you niggas
Talking about you run New York
Only flips you know is cartwheels,
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somersaults
That's your mother's fault
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Bitch should've spit you out
Eb
Plus you still stay with her
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Ben should've kicked you out
Gm
Bb
Listen, we eating good
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rice cake on a strollie with a white face
Gm
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Eb
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It's all love even though I like hate
Eb
Put a pretender in the blender,
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Eb
watch his life shake
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Eb
Patent leather 11s, white and grey
Took the top off the 7,
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what a nice day
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Jewels on freeze, this that ice age
Bb
I be blowin' on trees, this that white haze
Gm
Bb
Bag boy,
weed come heavy
Eb
Smokin' bags, boy, I mean a P on Steady
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Eb
Bb
Lad boy, let a nigga scheme on Freddy
Gm
Bad boy, hit him with ma
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Bb
chine -gun callies
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Bb
Team Thunder in this bitch, I'm the VP
Eb
Put you under with a clip off a GP
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Fucker told you gon' pay,
Gm
Eb
Believe me,
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Eb
I'm killin' shit when I spit more
Bb
Gm
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Healin' whips with my big throat,
Bb
stealin' chicks, hit Misco Pots hot,
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no Crisco, shot pop, no shot clock
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On shot box, you hit flow,
top hot, you Cisco
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High ball, no disco, hypno,
my wrist glow
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Courtside, Nick Flo,
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Mella almost stepped on my big toe
money's what a nigga trappin' for
I keep runnin' till I'm gettin' what
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Gm
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I'm askin' for
You
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