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Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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キー: C minor
Verse 1
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We here
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Gm
Gm
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Dm
I said we here
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Gm
The back of Tha Carter
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Dm
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The back of Tha Carter...
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Dm
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Gm
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Two... Ooooh
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C
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Yea... This here is... the end
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Gm
of Tha Carter Two people
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C
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HEY! HaHa.Yea
Verse 2
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I got the game on ball and chain I threw the
key in the train
I'm like the key in the truck
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I spent a G on these frames,
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though my vision is priceless
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Gm
Seeing through you niggaz like
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a fuckin psychic
Hearing through the grapevine,
niggaz wanna hate mine
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Say my name and die in the daytime
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You catch my drift,
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man you better be Peyton
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Gm
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Boy the heats on,
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they make a peace bond
I'm in this bitch,
throwing up the seventeenth sign
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Straight frowns,
no daps, strapped three times
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A Tec- 11, AK 47, one Beretta,
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Gm
ready for whatever
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Tell them pussy niggaz come together
Verse 3
Heavy wetter, nigga super soaker wetter, nigga
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Six feet under flowers,
you ain't nothing but a petal nigga
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I'm just a little nigga,
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trying to be a civil nigga
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Thirty years old,
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shit that'll be a dif ferent nigga
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listenin
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But she ain't really trippin,
'cause the pots is pissed in
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Them niggaz trippin,
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Gm
until the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle,
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like a cobra at at tention
I gotta bitch,
and quit callin women bitches
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As long as she don't worry
'bout the coke in the kitchen
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Bb
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No preventing the crime, I gotta get it
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Gm
I'm admitted to the game,
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true playa, no quittin
There you go shittin on
a way a nigga thinkin
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Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin
Verse 4
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And since the future
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ain't promised to no one
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Gm
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I live everyday like this is the sure one
Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean
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Stand in the heat,
'til the mother fuckin snow come
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And it feels so fuckin good
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Gm
Throw my dope like a rope,
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let them tug and pull
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Dm
No
Verse 5
hope for the hopeless,
rats and roaches
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Runnin cross the porch,
in the attic there's a fortune
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Come and get it, automatics in motion
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We bangin for the bread nigga,
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C
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Dm
even the mol ded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
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Chaperone of the south,
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I got my coast. Yeah
Verse 6
Gm
Gm
And until I die I'm Da. Da Da
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C
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Dm
Da Da. Da BEST RAP PER ALIVE

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