Fridayによるコード
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Verse 1
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Am 
Damn my P.O.
I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Em 
Violate me if ya want
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gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
Em 
Live every gotdamn day
Am 
like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon'
stop grindin'
Em 
Violate me if ya want
Am 
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gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
Em 
F 
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Em 
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Em 

Verse 2
Am 
Tell the feds if they
comin' they better come now
Em 
They got my chips straight
now I'm ready to retire
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Am 
I  ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
Em 
And if I died today I
know I'll probably fry
Am 
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
Em 
Think I'm scared to go get
it you gotdamn lie
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My money go to lookin' funny
I'm gettin' on seventy- five
Em 
Non- stop homie straight
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to the Cuban's island
Em 
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I   like to get money,
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fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't
Em 
like it, it's my life
Am 
That's why I drank
e'eryday dog and stay high
Em 
Catch me in the strip club
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lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing
that can make me cry
Em 
I   told my P.O. she can't
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change me don't even try
Em 
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Em 
The street life got me gone
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I don't know why
Em 
Am 
Em 
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Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die

Interlude 1

Verse 3
Am 
Before I went to sleep I prayed
for a hundred squares
Em 
Am 
Told God he'll bless me if He
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really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin'
for me to get killed
Em 
Am 
Know you crackers wish you could
give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt
for the niggas in jail
Em 
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore
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they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I
told him "go to Hell"
Em 
'Cause if they want me they better
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do they job and that's real
Em 
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Worst thang they can do is
Em 
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hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran
Am 
across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie
that's how it is
Em 
Life too motherfuckin'
short for me to sit still
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I can't leave these streets
nigga they pay my bills
Em 
I gotta be dead in prison
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nigga for me to chill
Em 
F 
I   asked a trick the other
Em 
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day why he pop pills
Em 
Am 
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel

Interlude 2
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Verse 4
Am 
I   wake up e'ery mornin'
lookin' for a money bag
Em 
When a nigga died and he was
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broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you nig
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gas'll be glad
Em 
Squeeze eights on the donk
Am 
just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin'
nigga I'mma get cash
Em 
Live every motherfuckin'
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day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket
and 'Gnac in my system
Em 
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Need every muhfuckin' day to
Am 
Em 
feel like Christmas
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Em 
Heard the crackers downtown
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givin' out big nimbles
Em 
Am 
I know some motherfuckin' Haitians givin'
Em 
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out tickles