キー: E minor
Intro 1
C#m
Verse 1
that's what I said to him
we do the peace sign to 'em
I'm like "fuck what they talking"
E
G#m
Stay cool, clutch guns while I'm walking
while I'm sparking
Duce their mom to
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top shelf in your closet
which was nonsense
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C#m
I feel a bitch should know
If you open your mouth
I feel a bitch should go
This the vote, cool, nigga
E
C#m
My fellas, this ain't something
that your bitch should know
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G#m
hey, I kick the flow
C#m
A
It's hit and go, hit the do', hit the dough
E
G#m
Sip some Mo' in the 8- 4, yo,
bitch, lay low
E
C#m
Any debts I pay fo', spray fo'
E
C#m
Satisfying the mix with the yayo
E
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And I was locked up on the
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8th flo'
Verse 2
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C#m
I'm walking out the house
while it's bright and early
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C#m
Just hung up the phone,
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[?] is ready to serve me
E
C#m
Gotta meet 'em by the dock,
see, I buy the boatload
but my vatos loco
E
C#m
When you're me pistols are
rarely needed
With these prices I'm strictly
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business and I mean it
Seven gram a block,
I'm moving seventy in seven days
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C#m
Got seven distributes in seven
We money mates,
We millionaire thugs making
exchanges in sway lucks
cassettes and drugs
E
C#m
Never ever gunplay, that's for the broke,
spending expensive wheels for thrills
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G#m
you gotta pop a pill
copping kilos from boats
Before this,
you know our steelo was strictly cutting [?]
E
C#m
Ex tortion involving bloody
ransom notes
pound cocaine quotes
Verse 3
we move a hundred a week
The player price which can never be beat
Not by a nigga on these city streets
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C#m
Trying to push a two gram
served by [?]
Prices you never heard,
yeah, my flake is nice
E
C#m
So what I'm young and I keep the caine?
If you come up short that's
a bullet to the brain
Verse 4
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C#m
I could break down a brick
Never *snorting noises* even
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though I stay around the shit
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C#m
From the sound, shit,
the fo' pound found your rib
can drown your kids
Copped this bitch a Benz to
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get around for the kids
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E
C#m
Y'all fake hustlers, busters,
I'll cut ya
Verse 5
E
C#m
Serving crabs, elevated to birds
celebrated then splurged
More than nine birds,
you saying the right words
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C#m
My sight blurred with teflon light [?]
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G#m
Prada shoes, nice shirt
cock back, kill tracks
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E
peel windshields back for that crack
Outro 1
feel that
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E
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