Kunci: G minor
Intro 1
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Asus4
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Dm
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Tell them boys to
Verse 1
stop over- fussin'
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Tell them boys there ain't no discussion
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Tell them boys I heard it all before
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It ain't new to me you gotta
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show me suttin'
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Act up fore I blow or suttin'
Blow for blow
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Toe to toe
I run my own show
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But I am not known for duckin'
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Tell my homeboys to roll me suttin'
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Standin' out in the cold
is cuttin'
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Reminiscing on back in the day before Isle of Dogs and
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Bb
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E3 was shootin' broad day and riskin' lives over nothin'
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Them boys were like older cousins
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Went away I came back I heard it went mad but I could not speak
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'cause it was too peak I had to just hold my tongue in
Shoulder shruggin'
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Lookin' over my shoulder
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Told 'em slow your roll when
the roads are gunnin'
Em
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On top and the show was runnin'
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These times it was over- numbin'
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Alls fair when it's love and war
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Bredders actin' all cold an' cunnin'
I was focussed on my
dough was comin'
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Deep down I knew my soul was bunnin'
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Sting a bee in a sling they stung him
Em
Couple shots came through went wrong
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Held one,
he survived the stunnin'
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Dm
Payback gotta at least gotta get one in
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No point tryna talk 'em down
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Can't tell these negros nuttin'
Like
Verse 2
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Slow your roll and get dough
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Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
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And let the foolishness go
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F
Slow your roll and get dough
Em
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Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
There's more to life than you
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know
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Em
Slow your roll and get dough
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Slow your roll and get dough
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Slow your roll and get dough
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G
And let the yout dem grow
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G
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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Youngers takin' up arms
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Youngers out to do harm
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Like it's Afghanistan
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Switchin' up garms
Kickin' up drama
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Gotta handle these qualms
Chip at the top of their arm
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Someone ring the alarm
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Ringin' shots on the calm
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Nothin' left in their eyes
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Lost the love and the charm
Ain't no Quran
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And they're mentally scarred
They ain't wishin' on stars
They ain't readin' no psalms
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Or prayin for peeps,
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they're playin' for keeps
Futures bleak
They keep the heat in their palms
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Em
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Compete and beef for postcodes and streets
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they don't even own yards
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Best believe they go hard
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So bredders got locked up
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'Cause there ain't no
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pot luck
The developers rocked up
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Settin' up shop got the whole place locked and it all went and it all got copped and the hood got
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chopped and the natives cropped and the ends got boxed up, then the price got knocked up
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Foreign investment raising the stock up
So the rent got propped up
Em
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And it kept gettin' topped up
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So the heart got ripped out and rinsed out
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Some got shipped out, got kicked out
Few of them stayed but the
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rest just dipped out
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Took the quick route
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Power, money and big clout
is what it's about
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Slow your roll and get
Verse 4
dough
Slow your roll and get dough
G
Slow your roll and get dough
There's more to life than
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you know
Em
Slow your roll and get dough
G
Slow your roll and get dough
Am
Slow your roll and get dough
Bb
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G
And let the yout dem grow
Outro 1
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D
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