Kunci: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Dm
What, is this bitch fuck
ing with Z- Ro
Am
F
G
Am
Motherfucking Mo City Don bitch
F
Yeah, I know y'all hate the way we
Dm
Verse 2
Am
F
lyrically I drop bombs
F
With feddy up in my palms,
and I show you why I'm the Don
Dm
Z- Ro the soldier, with a chip on my shoulder
Am
F
I get you if I owe you,
G
X your file like Scully and Mulder
Am
Colder with the pen pimping thang,
fuck bringing it to your ass
Me and that boy Den Den, gon
Dm
Sit back get it together,
Am
take a chill really sit back
F
When I'm on swangas never hear no noise,
G
cause them hoes don't click- clack
Am
I'm thinking thoed about to unload, on
anything that don't mind
F
Slapping patches up out your hair,
better say better somebody to find
Dm
Straight up and down and rap flawn, these
F
That's why I skip the slab,
G
and I move straight to foreign
Am
Everybody has collided with The
Screwed Up Click
F
And when I pick up the mic and I go off,
Am
E
they say how he do that shit
Am
about to checkmate like checkers
F
A pine breasher, with 25 bags
G
of light green on my dresser
Verse 3
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Dm
D
Am
Cause I get my- my grind and my- my shine on,
I'm balling
F
G
Am
Crawling in the turning lane,
F
Am
we tipping and we earning mayn
Dm
Am
Cause we get our- our grind and our- our shine on,
Verse 4
Am
grain on the feeter, switching
F
Top down low to the ground,
car looking completed
Dm
Balling hard like Kobe,
put two inches on tobe
Am
E
Pack a seventeen shot,
F
G
hope a nigga don't provoke me
Am
Cars they smoking, with herbal incent
F
Mashing horses flipping tortoise,
candy up like sip
Dm
Beat the toll for a dolla,
Am
as I smash right under
passing laws gripping grain
leaving puddles and stains
Dm
For my grind be major,
Am
Dm
hit me on two way pager
Am
F
All my tools there's a later,
Am
So when you see me in them streets,
you best bow down
F
I'm gripping grain causing pain,
hold it down H- Town
Dm
Like a king or a chief,
Am
I'm blowing endo sweets
F
Saving my change pushing my Range,
G
starched up looking sweet
Verse 5
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Dm
Am
Cause I get my- my grind and my- my shine on,
I'm balling
F
G
Am
Crawling in the turning lane,
F
Am
we tipping and we earning mayn
Dm
Cause we get our- our grind and
Am
our- our shine on, we hauling
F
G
[Z- Ro]
Verse 6
Am
Twelve inches of dope,
candy coat gon float
F
Got a beach house in Galveston,
Dm
And we gon choke on smoke,
and swallow drank as we sail
Am
E
Atlantic Ocean the Pacific,
G
Am
From selling yale to record sales,
to fatten our pocket
F
Murdering motherfuckers on wax,
Am
can't nobody can stop it
Dm
With the checks and a black X,
Am
and a rolex make niggas check
G
smelling nothing but plex
Am
I get deep like a dimple,
complicated but simple
From rags to riches on these bitches,
F
Screwed Up medallion with a symbol
Dm
Ain't no mo' chains and pieces,
Am
for my nephews and nieces
E
When the record stores get empty, my
G
Am
You can't walk on my lawn,
better leave my Vipor alone
Got a house in Sweet Water Texas,
Lexus and a pond with a swan
F
Dm
They call me a swanga not a diss, I
broke up on and made her bitch
Am
F
Now affiliated on a candy coated
G
yacht, eating on shrimp fish
Verse 7
my screen is gonna fall like rain
Cause I get my- my grind and my-
my shine on, I'm balling
F
Am
Crawling in the turning lane, we
tipping and we earning man
Dm
Cause we get our- our grind and
Am
our- our shine on, we hauling
Verse 8
Straight Profit,
F
taking over and you can't stop it
Cause we get our- our grind and our- our shine on,
G
we balling
Am
Crawling in the turning lane,
F
Am
we tipping and we earning mayn
Dm
Am
Cause we get our- our grind and our- our shine on,
F
G
Verse 9
F
Dm
Am
F
G
grind on and my- my shine on
F
Dm
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