Kunci: C# minor
Verse 1
B#
yo jay what up this is dedicated to the
niggas that was down from day one
dead man dead man walking
we got a dead man walking here jesus
please what is he yelling about
A
oh you might want to reconsider
C#m
A
getting in the cell with this guy
B#
E#
He's enormous.
B#
C#m
A
F#m
Can't be bigger than you.
A
You might want to reconsider getting
C#m
in the cell with this guy.
A
F#m
C#m
He's enormous.
my mind made up,
A
F#m
and goddammit we blow
G#
C#m
Fuck puffin' that college ho,
sippin' overtone
I got my mind made up,
A
F#m
and goddammit we blow
G#
C#m
A
Y 'all can't touch me now,
C#m
y 'all can't fuck with me now
F#m
C#m
Yeah, I'm up in y 'all house,
A
C#m
huh, with a dick in your mouth
A
What you know about doin' these
F#m
C#m
numbers when you come out?
A
Fuckin' y 'all bitch -ass nig
gas with no grease
C#m
Ain't scared of cops,
F#m
C#m
we pay in' the police
A
Fuck what her son been sayin' about me,
D
A
F#m
I'm only bein' what I was born to be
G#
C#m
A superstar on the
Hamid
A
C#m
Yug, for nigga understandin' me
Puttin'
B .D. in a position for
B .D. to breathe
Settin' your motherfuckin'
A
F#m
homeboy free
A
C#m
Holla at me, dawg,
regardless right or wrong
F#m
Ain't nothin' but a call away,
hit me on the horn
C#m
A
I'll be there to settle the score
C#m
A
F#m
G#
Carolina nigga right here rise for ya
Galli roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
A
F#m
G#
and goddammit we blowed
C#m
Bump bumpin' that mileage ho,
sippin' over drones
I got my mind made up,
A
F#m
and goddammit we blowed
G#
C#m
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, left my
F#m
A
Escalade down there
jumped up in a new black
Benz
Way out here,
A
got me a few more friends
C#m
A
Brother -in neck bone,
F#m
what the business here?
G#
C#m
A
Still trill, still got a house at the crib
C#m
F#m
Still on the house I growed up in
C#m
Still kickin' with my folks and them
Every time I'm here, cool,
A
F#m
I'm just real adept
G#
C#m
It's so ill at how I feel myself
And I ain't arrogant at all, dawg
F#m
C#m
Naw, I just know I'm blessed
Fuck all that bullshit,
y 'all, I don't stress
F#m
and give me that right there
C#m
Whatever that right there is,
F#m
C#m
that right there
F#m
Therefore, no questions asked
C#m
A
Nigga, I'm grown, been grown,
A
F#m
G#
Since I was young, thirteen years old
C#m
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
A
F#m
G#
and goddammit we blow
C#m
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
A
F#m
and goddammit we blow
G#
C#m
Yeah I changed up,
C#m
What y 'all changed for,
C#m
A
C#m
Coppin' me a barrel of buck , hit the yard
A
F#m
G#
C#m
Go battle it up , monster truck,
A
mashin' on all y 'all turf
C#m
If you don't wanna get trucked,
F#m
nothin' back to fuck
C#m
Keep your hands off shit
Keep your mouth out of shit before
F#m
G#
you get fucked up
C#m
Keep your man out of here
F#m
before your man get touched
you got to worry about him hittin' a muff
He on parole, hit or roll this road
F#m
The mean sticks got a ways to go
C#m
Puff, puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
A
F#m
And goddammit we blow
G#
C#m
Puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
A
F#m
G#
C#m
A
C#m
And goddammit we blow
A
F#m
G#
C#m
A
F#m
C#m
A
C#m
A
F#m
G#
C#m
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