All I Needによるコード
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy

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キー: F minor
Verse 1
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People got to have money
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(Gangsta)
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Just like that
(Just like that)
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My recipe for murda
(Murda)
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Couple pounds of brown
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(Pounds of brown)
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Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things
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they call shoppas
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See I was raised in the slums
Verse 2
But niggas tote guns distribute and run
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Watch out on the one and one
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servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but
they scared to come
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Leavin' they family in danger
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just to play in the sun
Verse 3
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Nigga, we did what you done
and what you talkin' about
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Like droppin' drugs up out of town
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and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause
it's over and out
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That's how it is when
you exposed in the south
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See
Verse 4
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All I need is big guns on the side of me
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'Bout a half a brick of yay
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and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
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How many niggas down to
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ride with me
(Hey, hey)
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All I need
Verse 5
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is big guns on the side of me
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'Bout a half a brick of yay
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and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
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How many niggas down to ride
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with me
Verse 6
(Hey, hey, hey)
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The reenactment of my first murda
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With no remorse and no feelin's
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Hell, 'cause I ain't even
know this nigga
The shit was deep I
couldn't just let it go
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While I was shootin'
'bout my money
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Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
Verse 7
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
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Went in with them stunnas, came
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out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka
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jumpin' thumpin'
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Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
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I still got 'em,
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that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch,
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this is how I feel 'bout ya
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I asked him out but now his momma
'bout to hear about him
Verse 8
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I'm from the era of the
goodfellas, you know
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Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin'
Murph and them
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Murph dropped the top on the bird,
that nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
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Let's see that's way before them
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Bama- ass hammers and loaves
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That's in the days when
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the ave was jumpin'
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Every
Verse 9
nigga was gettin' money
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Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
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A new game a different thang and a
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whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money
Every time,
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goddammit I'll say it every time
Betta call us murderers
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All I need
Verse 10
is big guns on
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the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and
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a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
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How many niggas down to ride
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with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 11
Dm
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All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
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and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
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How many niggas down to
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ride with me
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(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 12
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The boy think he gettin' paid,
jumpin' out
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Squeezin' AK's, on
the ground they lay
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That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's,
snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
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Them killed my dogg,
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hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit,
got SK's with extra clips
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Holla "killer head",
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and make them bitches flip the script
Verse 13
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Cut it back to light,
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fake the left, rip the right
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Them feel my eyes,
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these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side,
raise it up squeeze that thang
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Went "bang, bang" till their
muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin',
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ain't gon' be no hit or miss
Verse 14
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All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Dm
Dm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches
that'll die for me
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How many niggas down to ride
Dm
Dm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 15
Dm
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Bb
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All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Dm
Dm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Bb
Bb
How many niggas down to ride
Dm
Dm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
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Verse 16
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Money
(Gangsta)
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Just like that
(Just like that)
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My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of brown
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(Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
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Fo' or five of them big
things they call shoppas
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