Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
Or should I say WC4?
Bm
G
I'm back. Let's get it poppin'.
Bm
I don't care if he new or old.
The flow leave him laying
with convulsions.
Monkey on his back.
A
What I'm weighing up is poke.
Bm
G
Bm
So lately they've been open.
G
Creaties that I'm toking.
Bm
G
I make them float
Bm
G
Bm
like a life -saving ocean.
Up the block, around the corner.
C#m
Bm
Praying they ain't smoking.
Saying my name's Mane.
These players must be jokin',
Put that cake up, you'll be dozin'
Em
Man, I don't give a fuck
Bm
if he claimin' to be holdin'
Em
Bm
Flamin', the skate open some
C#m
Gators, it's the slogan
Bm
I know a couple cats that'll
C#m
spray it till it's broken
A
G
80 when I load it, 80 in your colon
Bm
I'll leave you little rugrats
C#m
they don't play with my emotions
Bm
Every chain I get is frozen
like they made it out in Poland
Bm
G
you're layin' the late
Em
So nigga, play C -Murda
and just stay in your place
Bm
You the fakest of fakes,
I'm as great as it takes
C#m
Bm
To shake off the race
and bapes every flavor they make
Bm
G
while you layin' to the brakes
Bm
G
Watch the kids swag mates
Bm
G
with the craziest shapes
Bm
Hey, slick to my dunks,
Bm
My brisery drunk, that's pissy,
you chump
D
Bm
G
Strong enough, pick hand
Bm
G
and go pick who I want
Em
You would swear I flinched at him,
how I get him to jump
Bm
I'm a hustler, hustler,
C#m
who's never off the grind
Bm
Know forever I'm rewind,
A
paint the settings in my shine
Bm
G
I'm getting, getting, money,
Bm
G
money, getting, getting
Bm
G
Bm
Money, money, getting, getting, money,
Bm
Money, dummy, you's a customer
C#m
that's slow his own birth
Bm
With that overthrown dirt,
C#m
let's go toe -to -toe, jerk
Bm
G
Bm
You ain't getting, getting, money,
Bm
Em
Money, money, getting, getting,
getting, getting, getting
Bm
Come jam with the pros,
C#m
I'm the man on the road
Bm
Shoes look like I done ran down the soles
Bm
G
2 inch above 20
Bm
G
A buck 40,
Bm
G
feels like I'm givin' out pennies
C#m
start gettin' out semis
Bm
And have your family on a curve,
Bm
G
The kids about binges,
Bm
Em
but what could you tell a beast?
Bm
Picture me broke, I'm up like I fell asleep
Holla at me, I go give you some help
C#m
Bm
Cause you swear you so hot,
but you still on the shelf
G
Bm
G
Nigga, who else is hot as the boy?
Bm
G
Off the playhouse crib
Bm
G
full of Barbies and toys
When you lookin' for beef,
C#m
Bm
I got some niggas fresh home
That'll cook you for cheap
Bm
G
We get cheddar, you won't never see
Em
You double up, I triple stack
And I ain't talkin' ecstasy
Bm
I'm a hustler, hustler
C#m
Who's never off the grind
I paint the settings and my shine's on
G
Bm
Gettin' gettin' money money
G
Bm
Gettin' gettin' money money
G
Bm
Gettin' gettin' money money
G
Gettin' gettin' money DUMMY
Bm
With that overgrown dirt
C#m
Bm
Let's go toe -to -toe, You ain't
G
Bm
Gettin' gettin' money money
G
Gettin' gettin' money money
Em
Gettin' gettin' gettin' gettin'
Gettin' gettin' money
Bm
DUMMY
C#m
Ay yo, me an d my man
Hide the fuck up
G
Countin' stacks of murder
Bm
G
Laughin' at you funny
Y 'all can't fuck with us
G
Bm
Not me
Please, man
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