Kunci: A major
Verse 1
A
Ebm
I got 20 on my beat
Bb
Everybody know
Verse 2
my name
Eb
ringin' bells
Ebm
Ringin' bells like the hallway (uh- huh)
Eb
I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out
broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Bb
Break a nigga in half like a
Eb
Kit- Kat (uh- huh)
I been tryna be positive,
mama (uh- huh)
Bb
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan,
mama (nope)
Eb
Who you know put they
mothafuckin' self on the map
A
And now they don't
Eb
owe nobody shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas,
come take you off
Ebm
You get laid on the floor
by a jit (ha)
Eb
Bb
Eb
Got pulled over with fifty- five K
in my pocket (woo)
A
The police,
Ebm
they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
Eb
A
Bb
The po lice, they know I got sticks
A
They be worried about me, they
know I'm a clique
Eb
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
A
I ain't worried about him, I
Ebm
know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come
Bb
play with me
I'ma send him to go ask
Eb
2Pac for a pic, bitch
Bb
Eb
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
D
Eb
Go check the thermometer,
Bb
Ebm
Eb
that nigga sick (hot)
Bb
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland
or somethin' (uh- huh)
G
Let me give you a history lesson
Bb
We moved back to Charlotte,
Ebm
Eb
Ebm
1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that
matter
'Cause if somebody touch
me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Eb
Bb
Why he talkin' so calm
when he say that? (huh?)
Eb
Ebm
How he make 'em rewind and re
Bb
Ebm
play that? (yeah)
Bb
Gm
Who you know get a fade once a
D
Bb
Ebm
week and they tryna get waves?
Bb
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-
F
cap (uh- huh)
Bb
Eb
D
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Bb
Ebm
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuck
in' racetrack (let's go)
Eb
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy",
Ebm
Eb
I love when she say that (mwah)
Bb
Eb
Every time I hit one of my moves
Bb
All the bitches go crazy,
Eb
they like how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head,
if I don't let off first
Bb
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
A
Bb
Yeah, I'm com in' like Blade
D
in this bitch (ah)
Bb
Fuck around, and walked out
Eb
in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with
the greats (uh- huh)
Ebm
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta
Eb
wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me,
me and the kids
D
There's four of us,
Bb
Ebm
Eb
we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
Bb
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
A
You goin out sad 'bout a
Bb
A
hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
Bb
He keep bumpin' his
Eb
motherfuckin' gums
Bb
We gon put his ass up like a
Eb
mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes,
that's gon' get him exposed
Bb
He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
Eb
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Bb
B
Quit askin' him why that boy walk
Bb
with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
Eb
Bb
I don't care bout this mothafuck
A
Ebm
in' chain (uh- huh)
Bb
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain
A
(uh- huh)
Bb
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane
(no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap,
Eb
I'm the truth (ha)
Bb
End up fuckin' this hoe from the back
Ebm
Bb
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah,
yeah, yeah, swoop)
G
B
A
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Bb
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro,
A
he a fluke (fluke,fluke)
Bb
They know Baby gon' blow,
he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow,
Eb
he the bomb (boom)
Bb
They know Baby was just in Miami
D
Now he in L.A., nigga think
Ebm
Bb
he LeBron (ha)
They know Baby go baby on
Ebm
baby (Uh- huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was
Eb
John (keep goin')
Bb
D
I touch down at the front of the plane
Bb
And the driver come pick up my Louis
Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around,
I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat
with the iron (bitch)
Verse 3
Bb
Ebm
And I'm done with this shit, man
Bb
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers,
Eb
man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
Ebm
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep,
Eb
Bb
you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one,
D
Bb
Ebm
I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
Bb
Quit playin' with Baby,
man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft,
that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
Ebm
Eb
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit,
Bb
(yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Uh
And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat,
Eb
Bb
but this nigga can't engineer for shit
Ebm
I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start
Bb
makin' beats and quit engineering
Aight, cut that shit off
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