Kunci: G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
G#
G#m
C#m
I woke up this morning,
C#m
Rich as a motherfucker an
G#m
d ain't much changed
G#m
no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
G#
Different day, different ass,
different tits
C#m
Strap under my pillow,
G#m
I don't want the jit
C#m
G#m
I'm not supposed to do this shit,
but I forget
C#m
G#m
The true principles of life
are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope
it's hard to understand
C#m
G#m
My man got knowledge of self,
at my back God
D
C#m
Find out today's mathematics
G#m
when that Mac go off
C#m
My temper volatile,
G#m
grew up a violent child
C#
G#m
C#m
Fuck a boy scout, I air your ass out
C#
Nigga, nice chain, dice game,
Shoot a couple head cracks,
G#m
I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage
C#m
Gold medal around my neck
like I won the Olympics
G#m
We came from nothing, now they
Verse 2
G#
C#
G#m
A#m
G#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
Hold on
These niggas,
A
they watching every dime we make
G#
G#m
C#m
Hold up, hold on
C#m
We want that deluxe apartment in the
Verse 3
G#m
C#m
sky with a clear view
Instead we get the D's
G#m
We learn to play the game
how it's supposed to be played
C#m
G#m
And so you know, you violate,
you supposed to be sprayed
C#m
G#m
It's not a big deal to me,
stay calm
C#m
I'll shoot the shit out of a nig
G#m
ga, then call it Barrel Bonds
D
A
C#m
But, if I don't do this shit myself,
bet I'll get it done
G#m
D
Shit on my nigga,
G#m
you shit on me, we of one
C#m
Used to do graffiti,
D
Don't make me write my name
G#m
across your face with a razor
C#m
Re- Up, no joke, they
G#m
say theyis sample the bomb
C#m
This shit can take a two and we cut
G#m
this bitch with a one
C#m
G#m
Watch the fiends stand
G#
G#m
in line for the potency
C#m
G#m
No lactose involved, pure coco leaf
C#m
G#m
You can sniff that or cook
that to my belief
That money coming in like we
run the streets
C#m
G#m
We came from nothing, now
Verse 4
they saying we straight
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
These niggas,
G#m
C#m
they watching every dime we make
G#m
A
C#m
Hold up, hold on
G#m
G#
Hold on
Verse 5
C#m
G#m
C#m
This shit go how I said,
G#m
go when it's time to expand
A
C#m
So say it's over your dead body
G#m
and that's the plan
C#m
G#m
You a gangster for real,
you ready to ride?
A#m
C#m
Nigga, you gonna die a bad
case of too much pride
Check my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial,
G#m
that quick I'll get ya lined
C#m
We don't want your block,
G#m
just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call
allies can't be trust
C#m
That Rollie all gold,
G#m
C#m
I got the Midas touch
C#m
G#m
as hell not to touch stuff
C#
G#m
On the phone I heard 'Ye
smacked the shit outta a kid
C#
C#m
Now Jimmy got life,
go smack him again
When it's war, it will be war to the bitter end
C#
If they ever say we lose,
I start it again
Let's sneak the niggas spray
G#m
that Semi at your momma crib
C#m
C#
With a silencer we couldn't
G#m
even hear that shit
Verse 6
G#m
We came from nothing, now
they saying we straight
C#m
G#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
G#m
These niggas, they watching
G#m
G#m
Hold up, hold on
C#m
Hold
G#m
G#m
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