Kunci: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Morele, this song's dedicated to my Darkonejo,
aka Kanjo, Mr. Perterous Flow.
Don't trip, fuck these fools.
A little rap jam from my right
-hand man.
Vámonos.
B
Another vato's bout to bite the dust.
Em
Fuck him with a cartel
Em
B
I hold it down in my Southside town.
Em
Heard a buster got beef,
B
he know where to be found
Em
B
What the fuck? Another drive, I was up
Em
Killing everybody when the
weapons erupt
B
Em
Don't give a fuck,
Em
AKs, 47 rounds to the head
B
Em
B
Empty the mag, holla at you fags
Em
Thought you held it down,
now your body bag
B
Em
B
Here's the plan, do the job so neat
Em
Rid my enemies from the
Em
Time to chill, lay low on the deal
B
Em
Cause Forensics looking
Em
B
No fingerprint or suspect to get
Em
Bm
All my enemigas get blasted up
Em
Mastermind job, homie,
Em
Think you callin' shots,
Em
All my enemigas get blasted up
Mastermind job, homie,
Em
Think you callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
Em
B
Yeah, you all buffed up with your tattoos
Em
B
So instead of catchin' one,
dawg, you're catchin' two
Em
B
Little cock, smokin' dissa on the internet
Em
I reach through your Macintosh
Em
Pipin' down your bitch,
Em
It's nothin' personal,
Em
Tried to keep the beef wrapped,
Em
Now I got a infrared pointin'
B
you with a loaded clapper
Em
B
In a three -piece, clean and dapper
Em
Nobody at your funeral
Em
B
Tryna be a G, man you got no school
Em
Acting all gumbalo, yes I got you the tool
B
Em
En emy goes crack when the
Em
Haha, to fuck your whole day up
B
Em
Homeboy, all my enemy guys
homie that's what's up
B
Think you calling shots, homie back on up
Em
Go left, wake up home,
Em
B
All my enemy guys get blasted up
homie that's what's up
Think we callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Gon' have to work us hard,
Em
Plottin' on your death,
Em
What you think I'd only
Em
Pointin' at you with two
Em
You ain't worth a sixteen,
Em
B
Between your eyes, Saturday surprise
Em
B
Bring some tears to your half -eyes eyes
Em
You get a new tux, perfect size
B
Em
Got you a new box,
Em
Tryin' to clown with your bullshit rhymes
B
Em
Used to do the bang shit,
B
then I did the slang shit
B
now it's back to the gang shit
Em
B
Roll deep with the S's that I hang with
Em
B
With my conjo up a twenty -fifth
Em
Little homies do the hideous shit
B
Em
You on the wrong side of town,
Em
Mastermind job, want me fast,
Em
Think you callin' shots,
Em
Go left, go in, go home,
Em
B
All my enemikas get blasted up
Em
B
Mastermind job, only that's what's up
Em
Think you're calling shots?
Hold me back, hold up
Kulejo and Kupo 'o,
B
Em
Kulejo and Kupo 'o, imperial
B
Oleg Kulejo don't trip, dawg
Em
I'ma hold these bastards down
Outro 1
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