Kunci: D# minor
Verse 1
Sacktown, stompin' the beat
C
Am
Got my ride lookin' good
Am
Got a hoes beggin' for me
every place I go
C
Am
With the force on my back
Am
C
Smokin' much bud, eyes red as hell
Am
Rollin' up to high schools,
Am
Got my mu sic to the max,
C
teachers want me to leave
Am
Niggas lookin' jealous
cause I'm out of control
Speedin' down the street
Am
With the bud on my brain,
C
sells liquor in my system
Am
I don't wanna back him, all I
Am
Swooped to the bus stop,
Am
Left him in a smoke screen,
Newport
Eddie down the busiest street
C
Am
I was kicking back,
C
laughing till I called the police
Am
But the cop was on my jock
Am
So I hooked another right
and I said in my mind
C
Am
I'd be damned if I be the
Am
Ditched him in an alley, turned off my beat
C
Am
Hit the back streets,
C
time I thought was on freeze
Am
But the day was still young,
and I'm not done
C
Am
C
Got a case of 08 and a couple of guns
Am
Cause I know there's gonna be
something violent tonight
C
Am
So I'm hanging with the
C
homies on the gangsta site
Am
I'm a juvenile criminal,
C
all I think about is gang
Am
And I'm young and ruthless
C
D
Am
C
Young and ruthless
D
Am
C
Dm
D
C
Am
Livin' like fat, fucked up in school
C
Am
Hangin' with the homeboys,
C
grabbin' every girl's ass
Am
Just waitin' for a punk
Am
Because my an ger is danger,
Am
C
And if I have to name ya, then
Am
C
I'ma rearrange ya, sure
Am
Dangerous on the streets,
pattern of this
C
soundin' off like a shotgun
Am
C
Echoing through the crowds,
Am
I think I got one slippin'
Trippin' off his pride, he died
C
Am
Believin' it can defeat the
C
Am
force of homicide strong
A nigga from
Sacktown, fuck the law
C
As long as I'm strapped down,
C
Those that get lazier, fall to the cost
Dm
Then I'm the remainder,
C
Am
D
Am
C
I'm young and ruthless
D
Am
C
D
Am
C
Dm
D
Am
C
Am
Bitches are all on my dicks like cops I gotta ditch some,
flops
Am
Because I'm young and ruthless,
my rep is
a threat
C
Am
Sucker punks hit the deck
set
Sportin'
Am
EKs, blockin' the sun rays, packin'
an
AK, make it one of
C
BJO
Mayday
Am
Saint eyes on my mind like thoughts,
and it's
a danger zone
C
Am
When you get caught while I'm trippin',
sippin',
lockin' up and smokin' up the bud
C
Am
You can give it up, son, gafflin' punks, if
they sellin' a
I told him, meet me at the spot,
Am
Put my nine to his mind,
made him think, don't blink
It's the move you lose,
Am
I'm a juvenile criminal, no education
Look at my problem,
C
all I think about is cake
Am
Dm
And I'm young and ruthless
D
Am
F
C
D
Am
C
Am
Dm
D
Am
Young and ruthless
F
C
Am
D
Am
Young and ruthless
F
C
Am
The sun sets, I sense danger,
Cm
I lay me to my homeboy's pad named
Am
Strangler, he was stirred,
I said, what's the word?
Cm
He said, the homeboy dizzy,
C
Am
straight got served, I said, on everything?
Cm
C
He said, man, that's facts, so with tears in his eyes, he packed his gat,
Dm
Am
C
I said, man, you know life ain't that nice, he said, yeah, but
Cm
C
I'ma get that coward's ass tonight
Dm
Am
I said I'm down, cool,
jumped in the vehicle and moved
Cm
Rollin' deep and deadly in a
C
Dm
stolen prelude
Am
Hopped out the store, I stole a fifth of gin
C
With the feelin' I would die
Am
We got the word where the
punk was sneakin'
C
Am
well no time for creepin'
Rushed the door,
all I heard was screams and cries
Cm
C
Sayin' homicide, I don't wanna die,
You
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