Kunci Gitar My Zone
Huey
Huey

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Kunci: E minor
Verse 1
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Am
Am
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Take a trip with me into my zone,
into my hood and out of my home
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Em
I'm with some thuggy and my
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F
man and I'm home
I'm out the hood so
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G
I'm good and I'm home
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Am
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And look what you think you know
You know my pain is in my zone
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Em
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Living in a world full of sin so cold
So cold
Living in a world full of sin so cold
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Am
So cold
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I was raised in a hood full of drugs
Growing in a city where
the killers talk slugs
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My hoes surrounding
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around me pump blood
Except that bruh, he was
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six deuce cubs
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Raised four kids,
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and three of them was boys
All of them livin' through the
blessings of the
Lord
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Em
When I was a child,
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my mama was on drugs
Granny stressed out, worried about her
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Whole damn family worried about us
Which road we'll choose
in a suit full of thugs
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Em
Police was hot,
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cause my brother sold drugs
Only the real niggas out the
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hood show love
That
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Am
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DFS bullshit,
tryin' takin' me then
Grandma, I thank you and
Diddy for takin' me in,
Em
Em
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but don't throw a n***a's thing
I'ma tell you the truth,
these n****s ain't got a clue of what I've been through
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Am
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And I take a trip with me into my zone,
Gm
Gm
into my hood, and out of my home
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Daddy was a dummy and my
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man and my home
I made it out the hood so I'm good
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and I'm off the band
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Am
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But what you think you know,
you know my pain is in my zone
Em
Em
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Livin' in a world full of sins, so cold
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Am
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When I turned six, I had moved out the cave
To
Walnut
Park, and didn't shit change
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Em
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Still around hood niggas that hustled
and poured sugar's third thing
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G
And everybody was smokin' good,
nigga
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Am
Made it to middle school,
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that's when they got hit
Cause city
BGs thought they could just
disrespect me
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Em
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And though we were young, niggas was in games I had to get hard,
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Am
be ready to bang, be ready to bang
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G
Can't let a nigga know,
they don't really care which way the shit could go
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Em
And cause of that mind frame,
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I ran into problems
Caught a damn case for carrying
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a revolver
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Am
Hundred thousand dollar bind,
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first time selling
And mama, am I heard like, boy,
what'd tell you?
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Em
It wouldn't be long before you
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got into trouble
But what do you expect when
you're fresh off the joke?
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Am
G
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It took the two of me into my soul
My soul, my hood, and out of my home
My home, daddy was a
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Em
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bubby and a man
And a home, and a home,
and out of the hood
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So I'm good and I'm old, man
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Am
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But you think you know, you know
About my pain and then my soul
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Em
Living in a world where
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the things are cold
Living in a world where
the things are cold
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Am
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So cold
Dear
Lord, I thank you for letting
me be where I'm at, man
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Em
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And what my mama was on drugs
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And what my brothers was raised as thugs
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Ay, everybody got a struggle, man
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Em
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And if don't nobody understand,
you understand
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My right- hand man, my right- hand man
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You know how it is in the hood
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Rays don't care good for real
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Y'all niggas don't know me
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Ayy, and for all you niggas that
thought I wouldn't make it
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I'm her pussy- ass nigga's
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Hits to me, baby
A to
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Y, yeah
Outro 1
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