Kunci: C# minor•
Intro 1
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G#
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Verse 1
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115, that's right y 'all, uh
G#
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G#
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Yo look clown, I come through,
put it down
Keep thinkin' that you hard,
take a look around
G#
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I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain
And when they go down,
my hoes do the same thing
G#
We all in the same gang,
we all willing to bang
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G#
Ain't nobody going against the grain,
G#
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Be y 'alls evasive, cut all the faces
G#
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Catch all the cases, it's real
G#
You'd rather bet your life than face me I mean,
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I got this rap thing locked, but more cake than tasty
G#
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the title I hold I won't re linquish
G#
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And this type shit you should distinguish
And one phone call and I'll extinguish
I mean this, you seen this?
G#
Blue steel four -fold the caliber,
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I'ma destroy my next challenger
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G#
Bebop, I post
MC
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Quick to spray raid on the
Roach
MC
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So don't be approaching me
G#m
G#
Without the cross and rosary
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Who this nigga supposed to be?
G#
I'll blast him in the open
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Damn
G#
Black, how you do that, dear?
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G#
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Cause we don't care, I'll take him there
G#
Last night I dreamed of
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some more gold
G#
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Some crystal, six pistols, a tin top
I'll take him there
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G#
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I'm a free man
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Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started
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Y 'all niggas heard the first verse,
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no doubt shit bangin'
Verse two, make sure none of
y 'all left hangin'
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Got hunnids lovin' this shit too,
Long as you know my pant
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understand why he shook
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Shit, I'm rich, face all up in the
Guinness
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Book
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G#
Check, all the records I set,
it's major
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wrecked with flavor
Fuck the
Cajun, done stayed
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Palmcock
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Ock, whole shit down like
Fort
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Man, after I'm unorthodox
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But y 'all barely understand
G#
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the shit I deal with the locks
Give me the props,
G#
I'm tryna set a mark this year
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And bring the equipment out
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Shocked to see how I used to be
G#
I'm looking toward the future, see,
It's time y got used to me
Pump set,
G#
Blackie ain't tryna fit in
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can't count the spots I did in
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G#
That's when I dreamed
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Sixty -five, sixty -thousand,
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ten times more
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That's when I realized I'm
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G#m
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dreaming
G#m
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guess I'll finish what I started
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Yo, I hit a beat and swing a note
as if my name was
Teddy
Pender
Hot beats and hot rhymes
tossed in the blender
I want y 'all to feel hardcore,
nothing tender
Bless this mic for as long as I remember
Y 'all can't see the rob,
G#
uh -uh, you must be stupid
Sean
Combs any money, then I recouped it
G#
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I looped it, this fly shit from the bodega
Me and
Yogi and
Javier from
You
Don't
Know
Me
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I dare you to come against me,
run against me
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G#m
Use your gun against me,
G#
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you fi nito, finished
I've seen wildcats diminished,
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folds and fall
G#
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Bad boys knowin' the ball,
internationally
I'm sayin' actually,
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Captain
G#
Goin' sell a million re cords casually,
so
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G#m
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Prepare yourself for the storm, 1999 is on
G#
And I'm just getting warm
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Last night I dreamed of some more gold
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six crystals and ten dimes a drop
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That's when I realized I'm dreaming
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guess I'll finish what I started there
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some more gold
Some crystals,
six crystals and ten times a draw
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That's when I realize I'm dreaming
Too late now,
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guess I'll finish what I started baby
G#m
Last night I dreamed of
Some crystals, six crystals
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