Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
Ebm
Dipset. Heck. Okay.
Or should I say WC4?
Ebm
B
I'm back. Let's get it poppin'.
Ebm
I don't care if he new or old.
The flow leave him laying
with convulsions.
Monkey on his back.
Db
What I'm weighing up is poke.
Ebm
B
Ebm
So lately they've been open.
B
Creaties that I'm toking.
Ebm
B
I make them float
Ebm
B
Ebm
like a life -saving ocean .
Up the block, around the corner.
Fm
Ebm
Praying they ain't smoking.
Saying my name's Mane.
These players must be jokin',
Put that cake up, you'll be dozin'
Abm
Man, I don't give a fuck
Ebm
if he claimin' to be holdin'
Abm
Ebm
Flamin', the skate open some
Fm
Gators, it's the slogan
Ebm
I know a couple cats that'll
Fm
spray it till it's broken
Db
B
80 when I load it, 80 in your colon
Ebm
I'll leave you little rugrats
Ebm
Pay up or I'm owin',
Fm
they don't play with my emotions
Ebm
Every chain I get is frozen
like they made it out in Poland
Ebm
B
you're layin' the late
Abm
So nigga, play C -Murda
and just stay in your place
Ebm
You the fakest of fakes,
I'm as great as it takes
Fm
Ebm
To shake off the race
and bapes every flavor they make
Ebm
B
while you layin' to the brakes
Ebm
B
Watch the kids swag mates
Ebm
B
with the craziest shapes
Ebm
Hey, slick to my dunks,
Ebm
My brisery drunk, that's pissy,
you chump
Gb
Ebm
B
Strong enough, pick hand
Ebm
B
and go pick who I want
Abm
You would swear I flinched at him,
how I get him to jump
Ebm
I'm a hustler, hustler,
Fm
who's never off the grind
Ebm
Know forever I'm rewind,
Db
paint the settings in my shine
Ebm
B
I'm getting, getting, money,
Ebm
B
money, getting, getting
Ebm
B
Ebm
Money, money, getting, getting, money,
Ebm
Money, dummy, you's a customer
Fm
that's slow his own birth
Ebm
With that overthrown dirt,
Fm
let's go toe -to -toe, jerk
Ebm
B
Ebm
You ain't getting, getting, money,
Ebm
Abm
Money, money, getting, getting,
getting, getting, getting
Ebm
Come jam with the pros,
Fm
I'm the man on the road
Ebm
Shoes look like I done ran down the soles
Ebm
B
2 inch above 20
Ebm
B
A buck 40,
Ebm
B
feels like I'm givin' out pennies
Ebm
Fly, but I'm quick to
Fm
start gettin' out semis
Ebm
And have your family on a curve,
Ebm
B
The kids about binges,
Ebm
Abm
but what could you tell a beast?
Ebm
Picture me broke, I'm up like I fell asleep
Holla at me, I go give you some help
Fm
Ebm
Cause you swear you so hot,
but you still on the shelf
B
Ebm
B
Nigga, who else is hot as the boy?
Ebm
B
Off the playhouse crib
Ebm
B
full of Barbies and toys
Ebm
Is J .R. your void?
When you lookin' for beef,
Fm
Ebm
I got some niggas fresh home
That'll cook you for cheap
Ebm
B
We get cheddar, you won't never see
Abm
You double up, I triple stack
And I ain't talkin' ecstasy
Ebm
I'm a hustler, hustler
Fm
Who's never off the grind
Ebm
No forever on rewind
I paint the settings and my shine's on
B
Ebm
Gettin' gettin' money money
B
Ebm
Gettin' gettin' money money
B
Ebm
Gettin' gettin' money money
B
Gettin' gettin' money DUMMY
Ebm
You's a customer that
Ebm
With that overgrown dirt
Fm
Ebm
Let's go toe -to -toe, You ain't
B
Ebm
Gettin' gettin' money money
B
Gettin' gettin' money money
Abm
Gettin' gettin' gettin' gettin'
Gettin' gettin' money
Ebm
DUMMY
Hide the fuck up
B
Countin' stacks of murder
Ebm
B
Laughin' at you funny
Y 'all can't fuck with us
B
Ebm
Not me
Please, man
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