Kunci: E major
Verse 1
C
Bb
C
Bb
Cm
Bb
Ay o, let's get papers and pop
C
Bb
more with hoes up in skyscrapers
And condominiums overlooking
Gm
Cm
our drug capers
New
York
Bb
City, no only way to play is gritty
Gm
Bb
I want cheddar so we can front up in the
Cm
C
Bb
My whole committee like the
Puff
Al's or
No
Jiggy
Who want test this?
C
Gm
Might see me leave you chestless
Cm
C
Bb
It ain't shit that you can say to me
When you be breathless
Young but I done did
Shit that you won't do
Cm
Bb
Sink your head with that bullshit
You blab about going through
I got niggas who pump
On your block and in your spot
Gm
Cm
Who sit next to you, protectin' you
But they'll murder you,
playin' down status
Db
Cm
Nigga, we gettin' chips and sis
C
Bb
And bad bitches, sis,
threatenin' clips and
with a lot, be takin' nots
Dm
Bb
From the out of state spots
C
Bb
C
Bb
Any nigga make it hot,
get found and bake a lot
You don't really wanna come try
C
Bb
The one guy who stays
Cm
C
dumb high from blunt
lot
The racket sang, sang alumni
Bb
Who got more beef than the
So I pack enough sonic arms
Bb
And neutralize the atomic bomb
C
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My
Gm
Cm
Bb
AK slay gays, spray strays,
niggas names on it
F
Bb
Gm
Often I bug them but soften the thug
G
Cm
Have a chump coughing blood,
Bb
fill his coffin with slugs
Ab
Gm
Yo you know I got enough
F
Gm
guns to wreck a nation
Cm
C
Cm
Bb
Any nigga wave a techie mason,
have a explanation
Gm
You bring your crew in them,
I'm doing them
Then I'm beating them
Cm
C
down with aluminum
Gm
Bb
Then I'm putting two in them
I've been devil sent
Gm
Cm
Wanted for investment
Db
A lot of other things but that's irrelevant
Bb
C
then prepare to die for it
D
G
Niggas done started somethin'
Gm
C
Bb
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
D
G
C
Niggas done started somethin'
Gm
Cm
Bb
If you love the money,
C
then prepare to die for it
Gm
C
Niggas done started somethin'
G
C
Bb
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
C
G
C
Niggas done started somethin'
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like
Sosa
Never turn down
Gm
Cho -Chi, bein' the co -star
Cm
Bb
C
Rika, sippin' margaritas
Bb
C
with her mami
C
Tommy, showin' love to my army
Cm
C
Whenever the locks find rippy blocks,
Gm
but I still don't feel em
Cm
C
And this is for the listeners
Dm
C
and prisoners
Dm
And them jealous rap cats
C
Gm
that prefer dissin' us
you can feel em in your vein
Like
Db
Sugar
Hill
C
Cm
C
J be the cause for the
Bb
C
kiss at your wake
Bb
Dm
Gm
Cartel lips spittin' clips at your face
Cm
C
We started from the bottom,
you'll see bad niggas party
Gm
C
Gm
Whatever, we can do it at the garden
C
Bb
Word life, this shit is real big
C
I'm makin' niggas blow trial
even if they not guilty
I'm on the palace for my thugs,
with oriental rugs
Bring back some drugs,
Bb
get waxed for the love
Cm
C
Twenty niggas battin' me,
D
still couldn't shatter me
Bb
Dm
I'm only gettin' up,
C
splittin' up your anatomy
Gm
Cm
Official
C
Bb
C
Locke family, ranch niggas handin' me
I want the finer things,
Bb
Gm
and I hope you understand me
Cm
C
Bb
C
Sit tin' at the table plannin',
C
Cm
Let the sweat dry off and
Cm
Bb
Think the smartest and
retaliate the hardest
Dm
D
C
Gm
Regardless if you a thug or a rap artist
Pesci
And if rap was hockey, I'd be
Puffin'
Cm
Bb
And y 'all niggas done
Dm
C
Actin' invincible like you
Dm
I'ma mix a lot till you rot
And if you a player,
C
then play for everything you got
Cm
C
And if you a thug,
Bb
then start bustin' off shots
you better bite before you bark
Bb
If you love the money,
then prepare to die for it
C
Niggas done started somethin'
Gm
Cm
C
You can lay in the flames or
Bb
Gm
hug the sky for it
somethin'
Cm
Don't come at me with no bullshit,
G
Ab
Gm
Cause when I wet shit,
I dead shit, like abortion
Cm
It's for bigger portions of
C
extortion and racketeering
Gm
C
Gm
Got niggas fearin', fuck what you heard,
just what you hearin'
C
Bb
How much darker must it get,
C
Bb
D
how much harder must it hit
Gm
Bb
See if your heart is niggas flippin'
C
Gm
when I start a bunch of shit
Cm
I like pussy, but not up in my face,
so give me three feet
C
Cm
Cause when we creep, no more than three deep,
G
C
G
Gm
shit buried in the mud
Following chases of
gunpowder residue and blood
Bb
ID is impossible, so you know
C
John
Doe is what they gon' be putting
Bb
on that tag on your tongue
C
F
Bb
Now who gon' tell your mother her baby's
Gm
Bb
under a cover in the morgue
Dm
F
C
Gm
C
Sniffers of logs nipped out by the dogs
I still have a hard -headed
nigga that wouldn't listen
Bb
So you got what you came for,
Dm
Bb
Gm
C
surgery with a chainsaw
Bb
C
I hit the fuckin' streets, cause like I said before,
ain't nothin' goin' down until I eat
Gm
C
Motherfuckers think it's all about impressin'
bitches and stressin' bitches
While I'm testin' bitches, gang,
Gm
undressin' bitches and caressin' bitches
C
And dealin' with motherfuckers on all levels,
what I'm dealin' with is all devils
Fuckin' with snakes,
C
runnin' with niggas you call rebels
Cm
C
I got an army of 730 niggas,
dirty niggas that come through and worry niggas
G
Gm
30 niggas that like to bury niggas,
C
and scary niggas get it all the time
Cause what they got is all of mine,
Db
your man was talkin' shit until I pulled the 9
And if you with my man,
Bb
then he getting stuck with you
Gm
C
And gave it to money,
cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Gm
Sent his back through his chest,
then I tossed a nine
Gotti
Gm
Bb
I stack bodies with the black shottie
Bitch -ass niggas that act snotty
Get it!
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