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Intro 1
Em
Am
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Bm
Em
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Em
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My niggas
Verse 1
Bang, My niggas brown.
My niggas lame, my niggas bald
My niggas ain't trippin',
Am
they play the position
Em
D
And handle the mission whenever I call
C
My dawgs runnin' from laws,
Em
Am
pimpin' money from bros
You show me a bitch
and I show her this pimp
Em
Bm
Em
And I bet you I get in them bros, oh no
Kids don't play with them hoes,
he be breakin' them hoes
Hit the strip and catch a date for them hoes
D
C
Bout my paper, neighbor,
Em
I expect my cake from them hoes
Am
And if you pay it like you weigh it,
Em
you can skate with them hoes, yup
My niggas don't keep em or cuff em,
end of discussion
Niggas out here bluffin',
D
C
Em
Am
mother had a mother
Em
Bm
Em
My niggas don't talk,
niggas don't bitch,
my niggas don't snitch
Am
Niggas is hungry, fiend for chips,
Em
my niggas are flippin',
C
Niggas got K's, my niggas got maps,
Man, my niggas down
Em
to leave your body stiff for the chips
Bm
Em
This is for my niggas
D
This is for my niggas, niggas
Em
D
This is for my niggas,
my niggas on the block
Am
D
Em
This is for my niggas, niggas
Am
This is for my niggas,
Em
Bm
my niggas on the block
Em
Fuck them fake niggas,
don't know what loyalty is
Dropped out of school
Am
Em
an d started fights with
D
C
the spoiled kids
Thought I was broke
Em
Am
till I discovered what a brick was
Em
Eight hundred fifty thou
Bm
Em
sand got me big love
Tricks on became a legend
in them strip clubs
But I was bigger in the streets
Am
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C
from fucking with them thugs
Em
Am
a ghetto nigga's idol
Em
We the champions in the streets,
Bm
Em
man, we hold the title
Made more money off the block
than preachers with them bibles
D
Don't be stepping out of line,
that gets suicidal
Em
Am
Em
Am
we got a lot of guns
Em
Bm
Em
No respect for shit, murder any one
This is for my niggas
D
This is for my niggas, nigga
Am
D
This is for my niggas,
Em
D
my niggas on the block
D
Am
This is for my niggas, nigga
D
Bm
Em
D
C
This is for my niggas,
Am
Bm
Em
my niggas on the block, nigga
Lays the hair on one leg,
Gibbs slang on the weed
D
You got what they want, I got what they
C
These niggas bleed for the Yola,
Em
Am
from Gary to Minnesota
Hold the toaster till I'm
Bm
Em
and test the Rosas and Bentleys
without the top, what you got?
No patience in the army
of hunnid niggas
Em
that'll get him Christmas tree
Am
Em
Lit up real good in front
his whole family
Man, this ain't no fuckin' game,
you don't wanna see me
with that thang
Ducked off in the cub box
don't test my aim
Am
keep more protection in the AIDS clinic
Em
Trunk big enough to fit you,
ten bricks and a gauge in it
A hundred rounds jumpin' my KS
and niggas away if they get out of line
Pull out the llama, you dead,
but you layin'
And bullets is sprayin',
D
you fuck up with mine, nigga
Em
Am
they make that hood pay per stack for me
My mother proud of me,
Em
still think it's rap money
This is for my niggas,
D
this is for my niggas, nigga
Em
D
This is for my niggas,
my niggas on the block
D
this is for my niggas, nigga
Am
This is for my niggas,
D
Bm
Em
my niggas on the block, nigga
This for my niggas,
this is for my niggas, nigga
This is for my niggas,
my niggas on the block
D
C
This is for my niggas,
Am
this is for my niggas, nigga
Em
Bm
Em
D
C
Em
This is for my niggas, my niggas on the block
Am
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Em
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Em
Bm
You
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