Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
A#
F
Drag- on
A#
Miscellaneous
We All Can Get It On
(whisper)strike the
match
Bm
Verse 2
F#
F#m
Bm
F#
Flame- on motherfuckers
Bm
F#
A#
Bm
F#
Bm
A#
Verse 3
F
Bm
My gun,
i aim lower
My words is a flame thrower
Watch me end yall with somthing,
A
That'll make your skin crawl
Bm
A#
Bm
A#
I'm only 8 tall, ok yall? but i lay down law
And i lay down yall,
Bm
Bb
so y'all better praise(a) the lord
Bm
No room to breath. knowin shh
A#
Bm
A#
And the shit i spit be red an d orange
Bm
And yall going to have to call
when i wet yall your gonna be drenched
Bm
Laid up with ten, cause when i pull it out
F#m
Bm
I pull in shouts like blow!
Damn that shit was loud!
Bm
They all seek cover when they
Bm
A#
Be cause this cat here,
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A#
got no sisters or no brothers
It was one alone
Bm
A#
Covered with shellack ready to die black
and how y'all don't bust none
F#
Bm
A
y'all doing lest busting lot of ducking
Bm
Maybe a lot of fucking,
A#
cause all y'all bust is nuts
Bm
Just give me room, nobody move,
A#
F#
or yall gon na hear the boom
Verse 4
get it on, then we can get it on
Bm
A#
Bm
We all can get it on... (x3)
A
Bm
A#
Bm
A#
Flame- on
Bm
F#
Bm
A#
mutherfuckers(x2)
Verse 5
A#
Bm
B
Bm
Bm
A#
F#
Fronting on your man clones
Bm
Bb
Ya niggaz missed the ride,
cause this nigga make ya moan
F
Bm
Cause when i pull out its like aids,
Bb
i make sure its full blown
Bm
Bb
Bm
And before the grief (kiss kiss), kiss
him on both cheeks
Bb
Let him think theres peace
Bm
And give him somthing to remember
Corpse stiff, hands cold,
and body missing till december
Sneakers off
Close casket, blew his cheek off
By the way be careful who you speak of
A
Cuz i by the wall in the back,
Bm
Bb
guaranteed and all that
While yall in all black
When i leave the place,
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Bb
drop the reef, in his moms lap
Bm
Bb
Soon as yall think your beef is sweet
Bm
I'm gonna lay in the streets
And let y'all niggaz throw
Bm
Can you spare change for your life?
Change for what? thats when i pop up
With somthing long,
Bb
Bm
and put somthing in his ass like a thong
Gb
Bm
I dont know what you thought
I'm gonna do you like i do a newport
Bb
Bm
A
Bm
Bb
Bm
And step on kid, smoking
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B
Bm
till his
Gbm
Bm
B
Bm
B
head gone
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Bb
Verse 6
Bb
Bm
I'm straigh housing shit
A#
Yeah, ya niggas is ballers
Bm
B
Bm
But i'm the nigga bouncin' it
G#
Bm
If ruff ryders is an nouncing it
B
A#
Ya know we get down for it,
want every ounce of it
I dont care if you sellin it, this is music
Dont forget, we bust rhymes for it
A#
Bm
Skip town for it, get
under the ground for it
Bm
A
So nigga, dont ignore it
Bm
Unless your ass is deaf
Bm
A#
This is gonna be your last breath
Your last s. and s. check
With your hands crossed over your chest
I dont give a fuck
Bm
Bm
What ever i gotta take care, i get it done
If its money, i owe nobody
Bm
A
Except a few hot ones
Bm
And if your 18 and under,
this here's your last test
A#
And i'm gonna teach you in the class
With the past tense, lil bastards
C is for class or for casket.
so get your books up
And if your doe is low,
F#m
Bm
A
that c better mean for cook up
Bm
Dont tell me that you shook up
A#
You konw i keep my stacks crossed
A#
So that you gotta look up,
Bm
and maybe we can hook up
F#m
But you know what? then you woke up
Some body smoked you smoke up
A#
You know what that mean
You broke, and you 'bout to get broke
B
up
B
B
F#m
B
Outro 1
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