Kunci: B minor
Verse 1
Fm
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
Fm
Yeah! (Can you hear that shit?)
Eb
Fm
Eb
Yeah! (Can you hear that shit!?)
Fm
Eb
Fm
Fall back, for the 40 cal clap
Slugs burn like hot grits
on Al Green's back
Fuck what you heard,
fuck what they talking 'bout
We chalk 'em out,
you fuckin' with a legend
And I still keep it funky
(that's right)
Jump up, I'm gonna shoot you down on
the back pockets to your Red Monkeys
Eb
Fm
You're on and your H owe[?] me love,
then fuck it
Fm
I can't get none with you, then fuck ya
Let me explain the bullshit
The same bullshit that make me want
to hit your ass with a full clip
It ain't enough love being spread
Love scene is over,
it's all hate, so blood gon' shed
A nigga got goons, a nigga need red
My homey just bought a whip
and the shit need rims
Eb
Fm
And ya'll niggas flossin' hard on a nigga,
so fuck ya
Fm
motherfucker so fuck ya
This is that, Riker's Island rap,
for the block cash
On the block scrap,
posted up gettin' that dough
Love for the block huggers
gettin' that dough
40 cal for them cocksuckers, sit
'em back slow!
Eb
Fm
What ya'll know about hood love?
Fm
got goons to sit 'em back slow
Eb
Fm
You should know about my hood love
Eb
This ain't a demo, you know my M.O.,
East coast boogie, boulevard bundled up
Cold corner Remy shots, four,
five will numb you up
Crushed purple haze,
placed in a honey dutch
By any means, hustlers,
get your money up
Strategic tactics, beliefs is backwards
Sights of homicide on the streets is graphic
Eb
Fm
In front of [?] niggas
freeze in traffic
Ebm
Eb
With they drug transactions,
To each his own, we beef, we grown
It's doe or die from day one,
I'm in a deeper zone
No disguise, still alive, I reach for chrome
So either way it goes down,
I'mma hold shit down
Boppin' to Chris Brown,
hop it to brick pound[?]
Showin' the 40 fully,
Bape hoody's zipped down
Eb
Pass me the piff round,
Ebm
Fm
Since my return, all eyes on me
This is that,
Riker's Island knock sittin' rap flow
For them blocks getting things,
monsters gettin' that dough
The block huggers know the style,
triple that dough
40 cal for them cocksuckers, sit
'em back slow!
Eb
I get it flowin' like it's
Eb
I think you oughta support a nigga
Fm
that sit 'em back slow
Eb
Fm
The offspring of a quin[?] and a conflict,
Fm
Aw shit! This nigga sit 'em back slow
So (floss!) with your big shit,
your big whips and all
(Floss!) You got big chips,
your shit sick, but dog
Who did ya'll call when it came to
the rugged terrain
For the struggle and pain with the love
in his vein? (Billy!)
You mean to tell me this
the thanks I get
For keeping East Coast on the map
with that gangsta shit?
Eb
Ebm
I think somebody need
Fm
to check for the glitch
Ebm
And call Hollywood and tell
Fm
them start correctin' the script
See I, Danze, did it, spit it off
the muscle with it
Dominated the shit,
that's why you niggas tussled with it
Yes, yes, I watched how
you struggled with it
Felt my position that you niggas
would love to get it
Ain't nothing change about me,
it ain't the same without me
The game won't bang without me,
it's something you bang about me
Eb
Fm
It's something down about me, mile
Eb
about me, piles about me
Fm
Something slick about me, rick about me,
prince about me
Eb
What ya'll know about hood love?
Fm
Eb
Bang out, shoot out ,
Fm
got goons to sit 'em back slow
Eb
This ain't a demo, you know my M.O.,
Outro 1
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