Kunci: D minor
Intro 1
Fm
Ab
Eb
Cm
Db
Cm
Fm
Ab
Eb
Bbm
Db
Cm
Db
Cm
Db
Cm
Db
Cm
Verse 1
Fm
I'm talkin' 50s on the 20s,
100s on the 50s
Ab
Say the feds lookin' for me,
Fm
tell them pussies come get me
Bbm
Say my trap goin' hard, nigga that's how
Cm
We push it, got killers in the trees,
and I got killers in the bushes
Fm
I'm a motherfuckin' hustler,
niggas can't stop it
Ab
Players hatin' like a motherfucker,
but they still coppin' Northern
heard I had money on my head
Cm
I'm ATM up all night, bitch,
so come and get your bread
Fm
I ain't hidin' from you lames,
and I ain't hidin' from the feds
Ab
DEA ran up in my spot,
Fm
had to give me back my bread
then the motherfucker thinkin'
it's out the game
Cm
Suckers put it up out my pocket,
nine thousand and some change
Fm
I ain't even bust a sweat,
see I be in them projects
and them foreign objects
Bbm
Still waitin' for the drop,
I ain't hit the town yet
Db
I'm still up , sky fallin',
Cm
I ain't comin' down yet
Fm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
Db
But if you get caught in the lane,
Cm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Fm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Db
Pussy, he ain't put no friends up
Cm
like he ain't gotta turn
Fm
Yeah, we dippin', we swangin',
blood crippin' and bangin'
Ab
We don't never switch,
gotta represent what you claimin'
Bbm
So niggas stay real,
fuck what them niggas thinkin'
Fm
one marble and you stankin'
Cm
Fm
What's sexy is how you get it,
make your scent right where you live it
Ab
Niggas trappin' out they house
even though them boys gon' hit it
Bbm
But money, we gotta get it,
Cm
only fears bein' broke
Fm
And I ain't never gon' choke,
never gon' flip
I'ma be the realest nigga in it,
Ab
Fm
so I'm never gon' snip
Ab
Fm
Bbm
Man up , pussy nigga,
gotta ride your own shit
Cm
You only get a couple fronts,
and then you buy your own brick
Fm
Me, I wash my own hands,
clean up my own spot
Ab
The reason they kill for me,
cause I feed my own block
Bbm
When them coppers hit the corner,
them fiends yellin' the D
Db
When enemies by the jacket,
Cm
boy, my killers don't squeak
Fm
Twenty pounds of that roof,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benz's, Couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' your name
Db
But if you get caught in the lane,
Cm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Fm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Db
Pussy, he ain't put no bread up
Cm
like he ain't got a turn
Fm
Check it, I've been around
since the brick game switched lanes
Ab
One spot for the bread,
the other spot to whip cane
Bbm
Fully full of hollow tips,
give him hell, I make shit rain
Cm
Bloody murders over this money,
Used to play softball, now we playin' hard
Ab
Finally made it to the pros,
and yeah, we started in the yard
Bbm
In a city full of tattoos,
bullet wounds, and scars
Cm
And all the dirt that we did
was just to prove who we are
Fm
So I can't fear death,
cause dyin' is unescapable
Ab
The whole world could be yours
if you tried and you're capable
Fm
Bbm
Stuck to these streets
with this grind
Cm
O .T. out there catchin'
pies by the face full
Fm
Throwin' money on bitches
in cities where they playful
Ab
Floating on the cali back
of kush off some great boat
Bbm
Bricks by the big rig,
choppers by the crate pool
Db
Cm
Truce like Bishop so my
moms actin' hateful
Fm
20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
Db
But if you get caught in the lane,
Cm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Fm
20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Ab
Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
Eb
Yeah you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Db
He said he ain't put no friends up
Cm
Fm
like he ain't got a turn
Outro 1
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