Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Abm
Ebm
Gb
Unh,yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Abm
Yo turn me up in the head
Ebm
Abm
phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
Ebm
There ain't shit in this world deeper
(Except loyalty and love,
Ebm
Abm
between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip
Ebm
and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and
lay a nigga's kid)
For you, there ain't a damn thing
I'm a Thug, this my way I show,
my love for you
Abm
(Nigga for you, I get the coke,
Ebm
I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke,
Abm
we gon' rob a nigga ass
Ebm
(For you, if we get knocked,
Gb
I'ma have to take the weight
Cause with a record like yours dogg,
you ain't stayin' upstate)
Ebm
I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
Cause I know you'd do the
Abm
same thing too... Haha
Ebm
Gb
I ride, you ride for me,
my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug
like me?
Abm
Would you ride for me? (You ain't even
got to ask)
Ebm
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Abm
blast you, they blast me)
Ebm
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
Gb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Abm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Ebm
(You ain't even got to ask)
Gb
Ebm
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Abm
blast you, they blast me)
Ebm
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
Gb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside
Abm
(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
Ebm
Abm
I'm the clip, you the gat
Ebm
I'm the Glock, you the mac
Abm
I'm the artist, you the trap
Ebm
I'm a pen, you the pad
Gb
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
Abm
I'm the ice, you the bezel
Ebm
I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
Abm
I'm the shell, you the barrel
Ebm
I'm a pimp, you a player
Gb
I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down,
you the muffler
Abm
Would you ride for me?
Ebm
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they
Abm
blast you, they blast me)
Ebm
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
Gb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Abm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Ebm
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast
you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
Gb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Ebm
Abm
You can catch me in public housing,
wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains,
bundled up to ski
Ebm
Since, time is money,
Abm
I rhyme on the clock
Gb
And walk through the strip
with a nine in the ox
you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice,
Ebm
I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop,
Gb
guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like
Ebm
Gb
a sonar range drop
Ebm
I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
Abm
it's Showtime at the Apollo
Ebm
Damn near every rapper
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
Abm
I ran through niggas,
They mad cause they see
Abm
me in Cancun bitches
Gb
straight from the 'hood my nig ga
Ebm
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
Abm
Ebm
I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by
Gb
still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man,
Ebm
Gb
full of wisdom
Abm
Ebm
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice,
Abm
I'm called Jack Frost man
Ebm
And while we sippin' on
Gb
cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart,
Ebm
Abm
but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars,
Abm
Or sixteen cars on your mom's
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