Kunci: A minor•
Verse 1
If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
Em
This gun that I'm grippin'
Am
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Em
Empty out! aim strait for
his fucking head!
Am
I gets down, I'm with it
No matter what I'm flippin
Em
See this gun that I'm grippin
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Am
Dm
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Empty out! aim strait for
Verse 2
his fucking head!
Em
Am
You niggas want it
Em
I got it, got it ready to give it to ya
Full blast empty reloaded
controller set fast
Am
Bitches get whiplash tryin to
Catch a quick glance
strenght like conan
get with the program
Em
Or get found somewhere
in no mans land
Am
Never half step, slip get clapped up
Don't act up
Dm
I hit like a mack truck
Light yo back up,
it's death when I map up
Em
We mobb nigga force my hand
he get jacked up
Am
Applause for the cause you be
Em
In critical clapped up your body
wrapped up
(yeah) in a body cas tah!
Verse 3
Am
If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
Em
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Am
Dm
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Verse 4
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!
Am
(Jump Off Niggawhat Upim3yeahwhat up)
Ayo, jump off nigga you
Em
That ice grill you wearing don't
Scare me you lil' bitch
Am
This ain't no movie script
This is real life
Em
Ayo I'll catch you at the red light
And give it to you right
Am
You be layed out homie
Em
Like Harold was a menus (what up)
Brace you self,
get the fuck up out the car
Em
Drop the keys on the floor
Dm
Your guts, your blood,
all over the pavement
Am
Soon you seen us pull up
You know you in danger
(crumbled up) jumpin'
in back of your truck
Dm
Em
your ass out of luck
Verse 5
Am
If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
Em
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Am
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Bb
Dm
Empty out! aim strait for his
fucking head!
Verse 6
Am
(Yeahayo here it gowhat up) I'll get
right down to business
We hands on niggas
gotta get mines
(or I'm flippin) what
Lettin you run around just living
Em
What you think we infamous for
I'm about to show betrim
Am
Nigga I ain't cut from cloth
Or cut from strands
Em
Of DNA that will have bush
Shitting in his pants
Am
P and H proved we can do
this for years
Dm
We got lil niggas just
finding out who we is
Am
We got them bitches that jump
Em
They feel like idiots when they
Am
Hear our new shit (BITCH)
We mobstas and gangstas boy
Em
Every body in the world better know my voice
Am
I am the news, we are whats happening now
Em
I am the reasons these
niggas having doubts
Am
Ya'll know the reasons why
Dm
Y'all ain't coming around
Cause we are the faces you see
When bullets take you out
Verse 7
Am
If it's on dun, come with it
No matter what I'm flippin' see
Em
This gun that I'm grippin'
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Am
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Em
Empty out! aim strait for his
fucking head!
Am
I gets down, I'm with it
No matter what I'm flippin
Em
See this gun that I'm grippin
I'm about to throw the clip in and
Am
Dm
Empty out! reload! air him out quick!
Outro 1
Empty out! aim strait for his fucking head!
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