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Verse 1
Dm
D
Dm
Aye
Verse 2
Aye Aye
Dm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
F
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect un
Dm
F
less you want it with the king
Dm
Put a address on that shit,
Bb
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Dm
D
All that flexin and that poppin
you be doin' for the hoes
Dm
D
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Dm
D
I for sure stunt,
keep that dough coming
Dm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Go!
Verse 3
Dm
Aye listen to me brah, don't bring
that bullshit to me brah
Ain't no back and forth my nigga fuck with me,
I'm torture niggas
Don't go to war unless your money right,
room full of money
Hundreds not a 1 in sight, right
F
Dm
F
Dm
Aye look I can't af ford a gun fight,
F
but I can afford a one life
Dm
All of that sucka shit,
you broke and now you so upset
Bb
Dm
All that shit you kick around the city,
F
get you no respect
Bb
Dm
F
I know a rap beef what you want,
Dm
that shit I peeped in
F
Dm
You such a gangsta get some money
F
Dm
out the street than
Been in in the game 11 years,
if I was such a ho
Nigga I done been exposed
10 years ago
Never been robbed,
never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face,
D
Dm
you don't believe look!
If people lookin' at me back when
I was trigger happy
There wasn't no shoutin'
matches I just got to get nappy
Verse 4
Dm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
F
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Dm
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect
unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that shit,
D
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Dm
D
All that flexin and that poppin
Dm
you be doin' for the hoes
D
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Dm
I for sure stunt,
D
keep that dough coming
Dm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Go!
Verse 5
Dm
I swear to God another day
another fuck nigga
That's why I just get that paper
and be like Fuck niggas
Sucka nigga, you were tough
but now you done some
I'm done talkin' push you
gun wanna run some
F
Hate to turn yo TV on every week
and see my family hustle
Dm
And everbody in yo street
F
just see your family struggle
Bb
Dm
Bb
What happened brah, guess your
connect just be like fuck'em dog
No money when I see you I see none at all
Dm
That cheque I'm chasin' after
D
Dm
never mind them hater rapper
D
Make they situation sticky like
Dm
a now- and- later wrapper
D
Been fuckin' city's up,
Dm
this shit ain't shit to us
Keep on, I show these folks go'n take
Bb
Dm
how you a sittin' duck
Verse 6
D
Dm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
F
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Dm
D
Dm
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect
unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that shit,
D
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Dm
D
All that flexin and that poppin
you be doin' for the hoes
Dm
D
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Dm
D
I for sure stunt,
keep that dough coming
Dm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Outro 1
Go!
Dm
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