Kunci: B minor
Verse 1
Db
Eb
Db
Yeah, what, whatever
Eb
Db
Do your promos, do your mixtapes
Eb
Get a deal, nigga, I don't give a fuck
Db
Eb
You can never be on my level, kid, yeah
Fm
Now the question on everybody mind,
did you see him?
Eb
Floating around town, riding around in the
VMs
I'm
Fm
Cajun, dudes be hating for no reason
Saying, I don't like him, but
Fm
I'm hotter than any rapper
Fm
Who claim they butter, and they keep it toast
Eb
Fm
I eat them, I'm sucker free,
Eb
I stay on point I'm never sleeping
Fm
I'm counting these suckas while
Eb
these suckas still dreaming
Fm
So get at me, dawg, like you
DMX
Fm
D .I .E., you dealing with me,
Eb
Ted
Fm
It's the gangsta over here
Eb
that you fucking with, shit
Houston like I'm
Lil'
Eb
Fed
Db
Oh, you bugged out, talked out,
be all of that, kid
Gb
And one ear not the other,
cause I ain't tryna hear it
That got motherfuckers acting funny
Gb
Telling me they hungry
Db
But, dawg, I don't want me
To pop up on the scene with
them things
Gb
Believe me, it gets ugly
where the thugs be
Eb
Rockin' them car hard jeans with the polo rug,
be with her
Fm
Pound it, you might buy it, give it up
Eb
Fm
No, I do my one -two, nigga, I hit em up
Eb
Fm
Niggas always playin' that spot,
they sittin' ducks
Eb
Fm
Wherever they drive, I'm the head,
Eb
do I get a rush, a rush?
Db
Pound it, you might buy it, give it up
Gb
No, I do my one -two, nigga, I hit em up
Db
Niggas always playin' that spot,
they sittin' ducks
Wherever they drive, I'm in the head,
Eb
do I get a rush, a rush?
they don't want me to blow
Eb
Fm
They want me six feet deep,
Fm
They told me it'd be some jealousy
Eb
Fm
Get a name in the game,
become a celebrity
Bitch, there was nothing they
could do to stop me
Rocky
Eb
Fm
Plus, I got originality,
Eb
it'd be hard to copy me
Fm
They could try, but they are not me
Eb
Fm
Bitch, I know my steelo,
Eb
when they come to the hoes
Fm
Stick and move, they say I'm cocky
Eb
Fm
But they all deal with it, cause
Fm
Cause I stay iced out like hockey,
Eb
Db
small or stocky
I knock niggas out the box,
Dbm
Db
Gb
but it's too bad cause I don't box
Db
Look, I'm street player, I got glocks
Gb
And y 'all weed haters, y 'all got cops
see me grindin'
So don't think it's sweet when
Db
Cause I'm the one that walks
around with the iron
Eb
And I have fake rappers like you hidin'
When I put the
Fm
Pound it, you might buy it, give it up
Eb
Fm
No, I do my one -two,
Nick, I hit him up
Eb
Fm
Niggas always playin',
that's why they sittin' ducks
Wherever they at, so I'm at the handle,
Eb
I get a rush an d rush
Db
Pound it, you might buy it, give it up
Dbm
No, I do my one -two,
Db
Niggas always playin',
that's why they sittin' ducks
Wherever it is, I'm gonna hit
Eb
Fm
it, I can 't rush the rush
Outro 1
Fm
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