Kunci: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Just saw an alien saucer ap
Em
proaching from the sky
C
C#m
Radio contact has been attempted
Em
but cannot be established
A
C
Em
Instructions are to prepare for an
C
attack by an un known enemy
C#m
Huh
Verse 2
A
C#m
A
C#m
A
C#m
Yeah
D
Huh
Em
Uh
Verse 3
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
A
C#m
A
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
C#m
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker,
A
"Fetch"
C#m
I'm fuckin' her good,
A
she got her legs on my neck
C#m
I get pussy, mouth and ass,
D
call that bitch triple threat
Em
E
When I was in jail,
Em
C
she let me call her collect
Em
But if she get greedy,
E
Em
C
I'ma starve her to death
Em
C
Top down, it's upset
Em
E
Been fucking the world and nigga,
Em
A
I ain't come yet
C#m
A
You fuck with me wrong,
C#m
A
I knock your head off your neck
C#m
A
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
C#m
A
The guns are drawn and I
ain't talkin' 'bout a sketch
C#m
D
I pay these niggas with a reality check
Em
Prepare for the worst but
C
still praying for the be st
Em
E
This game is a bitch, I got my
Em
C
hand up her dress
Em
The money don't sleep,
C
so Weezy can't rest
Em
E
An AK47 is my fucking address, huh
C#m
A
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 4
lied
C#m
A
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
C#m
A
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
C#m
A
C#m
A
I got a chopper in the car
D
Em
Yeah, load up the choppers
C
Em
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
C
niggas where it hurts
Em
If I die today,
C
remember me like John Lennon
Em
Buried in Louis,
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
A
Big black nigga
Verse 5
and an icy watch
Em
Shoes on the coupe,
A
Em
that got a Nike shop
Count the profits,
A
Em
you could bring 'em in a Nike box
A
Em
Grindin' in my Jordans, kick them off,
they might be hot (huh)
B
Swish, I'm swimmin' in a
C
Em
yellow bitch (boss)
B
In the red 911,
C
Em
lookin' devilish (haha)
B
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
Em
down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til
C#m
he got hit the fifth time
A
Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
C#m
Make it come back even harder
A
C#m
than before (yeah)
Baby, I'm the only one that
A
C#m
paid your car note (Rozay)
Well connected,
got killers off in Chicago (huh)
A
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 6
lied
C#m
A
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
C#m
A
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
C#m
A
C#m
I got a chopper in the car
A
Em
Yeah, load up the choppers
C
Em
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
C
niggas where it hurts
Em
If I die today,
C
remember me like John Lennon
Em
Buried in Louis,
C#m
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
A
Talk stupid,
Verse 7
C#m
A
get your head popped
C#m
A
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
C#m
A
Big B's, Red Sox
C#m
A
Em
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
You're fucking with a nigga
C
Em
who don't give a fuck
C
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
Em
Pussy niggas sweet,
C
Em
you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch,
A
C#m
she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain,
A
I don't need a piece
C#m
That banana clip,
A
C#m
let Chiquita speak
A
C#m
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B
D
Em
Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch ass nigga,
C
pussy ass nigga
Em
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass,
C
nigga
Em
You know the rules,
C
kill 'em all and keep moving
Em
A
C#m
If I die today, it'd be a holiday, huh
Verse 8
C#m
A
I'm not a star, somebody lied
C#m
I got a chopper in the car,
A
so don't make it come alive (yeah)
Rip your ass apart,
then I pull myself together
C#m
Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, M, M, M, M,
A
Em
we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet,
C
the more that bitch gon' bang
Em
Red on the wall,
B
C
Em
Basquiat when I paint (yeah)
C
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch
Em
My first home invasion,
A
papi gave me forty bricks
Em
Son of a bitch,
A
E
A
then I made a great escape
C#m
Ain't it funny? Mama only
E
A
son be baking cakes
C#m
Pull up in the sleigh,
A
hop out like I'm Santa Claus
C#m
Niggas gather around, got gifts for each
D
Em
and all of y'all (haha)
Take it home and let it bubble,
C
Em
that's the double up (yeah)
If you get in trouble,
C
Em
that just mean you fuckin' up (nigga)
It's a cold world,
C
Em
I need a bird to cuddle up (yeah)
I call the plays, motherfucker, huddle up
Verse 9
Em
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
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