Kunci: G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
C#
F#
(One, one.)Don't fuck it
G#m
C#
G#m
up !
(One)
So feel it y'all (One)
C#
So feel it y'all (One)
You're not number (One)
It only takes, to click clack the
B#
D
Bm
gun on 'em
D#
Bm
G#m
To bring drama to 'em like
Dee Witt we runnin' em
C#m
E
One, drama 'n I get the gun out the couch,
run out the house
Bm
With the loaded pistol stuck
G#m
in his crouch - One
You fuck it up for all of the
rest
D
You n your niggas in the parking lot
G#m
Tryin' to get up in some
chickens that all in your shit
G#m
seem down to get it, except One
She ain't feelin' the crew
Plus she got a man she don't
like niggas like you
Bm
G#m
She said you fuck wit the niggas,
you know how they do
We roll out, cause we see another
D#
we another set of dudes
D
G#m
D
So one - minute later,
hear some shots in the air
Niggas duckin' on the ground
like guerilla warfare
G
Bm
D
Em
Fuckin' up a nig
Bm
G#m
gas groove
Bm
G#m
and when they know it ain't fair
D
Bm
He roll out with his niggas
and his hands in the air
D
Singin' One (one, one, one, one)
Em
To rock it y'all (One)
D
Bm
E
It takes,
one, tragedy to bring a family closer
D#
B#m
One bullet to start a war
D#
E
and be a part of gore
D
G#m
These hoes trick and be on crack
D
C#
like a slightly par ted door
E#
A#
It took one hit, tongue
D#
kiss and make cum quick
Bm
D
It took one hit, for a wack
rapper to make millions
Causing the illest niggas to switch
G#m
E
and spit what they ain't feelin'
One! Day a time of alcohol
it takes to get by
G#m
Is worth more than a mini puff
Bm
C#
F#
it takes to get high
D#
Bm
One, Love was the joint that my cousin
Am
Before they began to pop
Bm
and lock with the Glock handle
D
F#
D#
This - one- turn for the worst, my main concern
Cause it seems to get even worse
Purposely burn an emcee, fricasee his
Em
Bm
D
Bm
hand holding
D
the mic
Em
So he can't fold it to write
D#
G#m
Bm
I'm potent as a lightning
At least - one - feelin' me
E
Come through ya city with
sign and drown ya energy - One!
D#
So feel it y'all (One)
One of the best in the class
D
One who test it's tragic so don't do it
D#
Group move crowds like they
had us do with theme music
E
Spit like cars when the body
E
One, more tragic than ninety- one- one
D#
Known as the Slum an d that's
just one organism
E
One crew comin' through cause
we gotta hit 'em
D
E
Those dudes too fly like the
Two niggas on the side one up
the middle
E
D#
It's love in the club and it's constant
E
We drop shit and yell shit at the concerts
D#
One... two... the whole world is
E
You live by the clock but I move faster
Niggas is sleeping cause they thinking
that I procrati- nate
One of these days I'm a show you
Soon as I'm done with
these silly little rap scrubs
E
Soon as I'm done making my rap
Em
E
Bm
Soon as I'm done cleaning my
E
F#
C#
F#
soul
Soon as I'm one with the universe
F#
D#
F#
I'm done with you little
D#
D#
fucks in this little
earth
I rule a planet of my
D#
D#
own where you
don't exist
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