Kunci: F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
I know y'all been waiting
on this here, yeah
Bbm
Shit, R.I.P. Big Mello
Fm
Cm
Fm
Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers man
Southside,
Eastside, Westside, Northside
Bbm
Know what I'm saying
Fm
All my partnas, all your dead partnas
Cm
Fm
But shit, I still feel stressed
Still gotta get something off my chest
Bbm
doing what they be doing?
Fm
Cm
I don't know though
Verse 2
We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
Fm
'Slow Loud And Bangin",
all in my trunk
Bbm
Trunk full of funk,
I ain't never been a punk
Cm
Fm
I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
Military minded,
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Verse 3
Bbm
Out the streets of the Ridgemont fo'
Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
Cm
Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
Fm
I pimp my pen and I get my point clear
Verse 4
Fm
Why niggas wanna talk down?
I don't know
Bbm
Gotta take a trip to
Akapoko, from the fo'
Cm
With my fo'- fo' on my side,
when I ride
Fm
Ready to do another homicide,
in a pine box
Verse 5
Fm
And I'm gone, nigga old glory
Bbm
I'm H- Town to Cali,
just like Robert Horry
Fm
Cm
And if I do a murder,
flee the murder scene
Fm
No missing shortage on the drank,
I can't find no lean
Verse 6
It's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me,
Bbm
Fm
I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
Cm
Fm
A nigga coming down in
the Coupe Deville
Verse 7
Fm
Looking gravy, looking real throwed
pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
Fm
Eb
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Verse 8
Fm
Me and another nigga on the way
A nigga like me, can't wait
Cm
Just to make it, to another day
Fm
Gotta get the big pay off,
so get the fuck out my way
Verse 9
Fm
When I come around your corner so slow
It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
That's the Ralph Lauren,
jackers ain't barring
That's why I skipped the slab,
when I went straight to foreign
Verse 10
Fm
Said it like I said it, in the old school
Bbm
Some niggas they be red, but Z- Ro blue
Cm
I come around your corner,
but I ain't set trippin'
Fm
But I will, wet niggas and wet women
Verse 11
I had to let a motherfucka' know
Bbm
That I come around your corner,
in a Lincoln fo' do'
Cm
Fm
A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga, watch out,
Verse 12
'cause that could be your ass
Fm
I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
Bbm
I flex my bicep, then I swole on 'em
Cm
Fm
Cm
Get on the motherfuckin' bench
Fm
And when the laws hit the corner,
I hit the fence
Verse 13
Fm
They wonder where I went,
they keep looking
Bbm
I don't give a fuck,
like Tyson I keep hookin'
Fm
Cm
Or maybe like Lenox,
Bbm
Fm
I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but
I don't need spinach
Verse 14
I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
Bbm
Million dolla' mouthpiece,
everytime I smile
Fm
Bbm
Cm
Look and load a, nigga ashtray
he can turn the night to day
Verse 15
Fm
You can open up the pop and let the
smoke come out
Bbm
We don't give a damn,
Ab
'bout a crooked ass cop
Cm
Bbm
Cm
Fm
Crooked officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna blow
Bbm
the badge off of ya
Verse 16
my motherfuckin' brother
R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
That's the Dorothy Marie
McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted in my
motherfuckin' shoes
Verse 17
hope you understand
There's nothin', but the work,
and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm
serving a fiend
A real live B- Boy and
you know what I mean
Verse 18
Fm
I be stacking up chips, like Lego
Bbm
Dark on a punk, just like Calvin Kato
Cm
Houston to the Rocket,
a fo'- peat like comets
Fm
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga,
make him vomit
Verse 19
I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
Bbm
I be flying on a plane,
but the dope is on the ground
Cm
Headed to Lake Charles,
Fm
or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria,
but I ain't finished yet
Verse 20
Fm
Bbm
I gotta make the whole I10, I sin,
then I do it again
Cm
I'm in my motherfuckin' Benzy
Fm
Got these hoes runnin'
'round in a frenzy
I be busting full clips 'til they empty
Bbm
A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
Verse 21
Cm
Rain is trying to send me to the
Fm
Penitentiary
The main reason why,
I ain't friendly
I'm wired up,
but I ain't on no damn slaughter
Bbm
Dejaun in the back and he got
Verse 22
Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
Fm
Still pullin' up on Fondren and
the Main
Looking lovely, got to look good
Bbm
I throw up Ridgemont
fo' 'cause that's my hood
Verse 23
Cm
Never been a hoe, I'm lettin' hoes know
Fm
I gotta get a fucking P- L- A- T
but first a G- O- L- D
A motherfuckin' plaque,
Bbm
I keep it straight and simple like that
Cm
Hit a bitch from the back and I use
my motherfuckin' tool
Make her say ouch,
when I hit her with the mule
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