Kunci: E minor
Verse 1
Ebm
Bbm
Ebm
Abm
Return
Reagan ever,
Db
Ebm
Rebel flamethrower,
Patron hangover
Low sofas, leather,
Gb
Ebm
high ceiling lofts, cheddar
Gold tokens, designed with
B
Ebm
the frost and boss
Bbm
Ebm
Brilliant, squeeze on those ci vilians,
chameleon
Knock niggas off in the court building,
Tilden
Brownsville,
L .H. houses,
B
Linden,
Cypress,
Canarsie
Db
Ebm
Banners, space towers,
Abm
re bays hours and power
Pass on tradition, never know cowards
Ebm
Interact with the friction
Condition, hood, pass, vouch,
free admission
Listen, it's either off,
Ebm
Position, the move like
Ebm
Bite palm placed on the book of the
Lord
B
Recite songs while niggas
Abm
Embalm the box, either you armed or not
The game ain't changed,
Ebm
it's the names of the players
Bbm
Db
The mayor, street smart,
Abm
B
set apart the stayers
Ebm
B
No favors, every man standing is for self
B
Niggas ain't heard niggas ex pel
Ebm
The game ain't changed,
E
B
Db
Abm
Gb
it's the names of the players
Ebm
B
A special unit set up for niggas doin' it
Ebm
Db
Some niggas is roomed in it,
Ebm
B
oth er niggas just ruin shit
Ebm
Who the snitch tellin'?
Knockin' niggas for nothin'
Cause they chickens on another
nigga dickin'
B
She fuckin', it's disgusting
Db
So now y 'all really know
Abm
To the desert knees squeezing,
I'm begging for a reason
Got eleven little heathens and
Ebm
they certify demons
I'm pleading,
E
please no involving the policemen
Ebm
We beefing, and silence is the code
when you creeping
Sleeping,
I'm seeking for something to sink my teeth in
It's murder, murder
Monday be back before the weekend
Db
Ebm
feeling like homie when he high
Abm
Macaroni till I die, only got one try
The game ain't changed,
Ebm
it's the names of the players
The mayor, street smart,
set apart the stayers
E
No favors, every man standin' is for self
Ebm
What else, niggas ain't
heard niggas' spout
The game ain't changed,
E
it's the names of the players
B
Db
Players, players, players,
Abm
Ebm
players, players, players
B
Man we go round, here we go round
Ebm
From every angle hittin'
me like stereo sound
B
Ebm
Chit -chattin',
layin' my scenario down
Abm
Ebm
Manhattan boogie down,
they all yappin' in the town
Ebm
he's not buried in the ground
shit, a nigga could've drowned
So many years went from
To hopping in the coupe,
guess they rocking for the crown
King of the city,
it's the thing when you pretty
And fed like nitty,
he was here right with me
Knew it had to happen,
but who did the clapping?
B
Knew when he was napping,
Db
Ebm
the names ain't matching
Abm
Mad ain't the word,
had the spaz on his bird
Though a sad one occurred,
Ebm
got a blast on the herb
Kill me, you n***a,
as quiet as a whisper
You slide like a slipper, damn, a n***a, listen
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