Kunci: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
Em
Bm
Convict Shady Convict Music
Bm
Still here haters A. Con and Obe Trice
Em
Yeah
What you gon' do with it A?
F#m
Em
Take em on back to the street
Bm
I keep the .40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the monster
Bm
Now if you see a n***a pass by,
Em
tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Bm
Got Glocks for sale, Red Tops for sale,
Em
anything that you need,
believe me I'm gon' lace you
G
F#m
Just dope whatever you do, snitch,
Em
cause you will get hit,
pray I don't face you
Bm
It's risky to bitch tend to rise out a n***a,
who decided he's a member?
Bm
Once he got pinched, coincided with law,
it down for the ball
Bm
Brought gang squad around ours
Been homies since Superman draws
G
F#m
Only phoniness never came to par
Em
He had us, a true neighborhood actor
Now we see through him
Cuffed in that Adam car
Bm
No matter his loss, we at him, it's war
those reservoir dogs
just to be a vegetable?
Em
When we invest in teams,
it's to the death for sure
G
F#m
No X's and O's, Tex Calico's
Em
Aimed at your chest, n***a
Bm
I keep the .40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the monster
Bm
You see a n***a pass by
Em
Tuck your chain in, cuz he might rob ya
Bm
Got Glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Em
Anything that you need,
believe me, I'm gon' lace you
G
Just do whatever you do, snitch
F#m
Em
Cuz you will get hit,
pray I don't lace you
Bm
We started out as a crew,
in one speak, it's all honest
Em
Private conferences when we eat,
Bm
Benihana's
Reconnaissance when we peep,
enemies on us
Em
Been in these corners,
selling like anything on us
Bm
Knowing heaven has shown us,
being devils, minors
Em
But that ain't got shit to do
with the tea in China
G
We gon' keep the grind up,
F#m
till death do find us
Em
Meantime, leaning in them
Bm
European whips, reclined up
It's eye for an eye for the riders,
Em
we ain't tryna get locked up
Bm
We so survivors, po -posers, cowards,
it's no U .S. hours
mixing yayo with soda powder
he would fold and cower
Em
Once the captain showed he sold
G
F#m
Old McDonald's, so it's no X's and O's Tex -Calico's,
Em
aimed at your chest, nigga
Bm
I keep the .40 cal on my side
Em
Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster
Bm
You see a nigga pass by
Em
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Bm
Got Glocks for sale, Red Tops for sale
Em
Anything that you need,
believe me, I'm gon' lace you
G
Just dope whatever you do,
F#m
snitch cause you will get hit
Nowadays,
Bm
Sammy the Bull's got the game full
Em
So he moved to a rural area to keep cool
Bm
They snitchin' on the snitch now,
it's nothin' to tell
your circle should be small as hell
Bm
Ain't tryin' to meet new faces,
this don't interest me
Em
Even if we bubble slow, we get it eventually
F#m
there'll be no clemency
Em
You'll meet the Lord snitchin',
givin' us a century
Bm
These cats is rats now,
Em
Bm
the streets need de con
Em
That's how they react now,
Bm
weak when the heat's on them
Stop snitchin',
you ask for the life you're livin'
Em
This act is not permitted
nowhere on the map
Bm
It is forbidden to send a nigga to prison
Em
If you've been in it along with him
And then snitchin' become hittin'
G
F#m
So it's no X and O's, Tex -Calicoes
Em
Aimed at your chest, nigga
Bm
I keep the .40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the monster
Bm
You see a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in,
Bm
Got Glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Em
Anything that you need,
believe me, I'm gon' lace you
G
F#m
Just do whatever you do, stitch,
Em
cause you will get hit
Pray I don't face you, yeah
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