キー: C minor
Verse 1
Man, Rocket ain't went nowhere, niggas
I'm still in the booth, niggas, still grindin'
You bitch -ass, hatin' ass,
Dirty money, niggas
Gunfight ain't shit,
C
F
Am
I drive through it
Gangsta -ass music, homie, I ride to it
You got a problem with Rocket,
F
Dm
it ain't a problem if a nigga won't be
Am
F
Am
Yeah, homie, I drive to
Never seen a nigga do it like I do it
Boy, I'm from the city
other niggas do the same thing
Dm
Am
F
Am
Gotta sell a little dope just to maintain
And we don't drink inshore
for the weight gain
Get the brick, get the chips
and watch the weight gain
Niggas won't face, fuck it,
crazy, been hit him up
The lady dropped the charge of state,
came and picked it up
The judge asked me, do I care,
but I don't give a fuck
Went to jail twice, fuck it,
had some mean mugs
Dm
Am
Dm
The 2000 flow was sick,
Grips, why they flags to the weak?
Bloods on the other side of the street
Come on and ride with the G
Dickies hangin' off my ass
Dm
Am
Now I'm with me, I won't wait to blast
F
Am
Come on and ride with the G
I got my hat to the front
On me in the front, rollin' a blunt
Come on and ride with the G
Man, I got some hoes for late
Dm
F
That's cool, let's fuck these straights
Ride with a nigga down
with a Benz choke
Niggas seen so much white
that you'll dream dope
Upon another note,
C
Am
I heard these rappers talking stupid
Without a pen and a pad,
boy, I'm the first to do it
Five mixtapes late,
Now it's back to the streets
Cause I'll turn your whole
block into a runway
Dm
Eb
Am
F
Have your family dressed in black
up on a Sunday
please carry on 23's bling
as I speed down Avalon
I'm 40 deep like I'm Farrakhan
F
Dm
F
And you'll never walk in these shoes,
Soft niggas in the streets,
I call them Fig Newton
I was out of town, Sagamore, Billy Coopin
The doors butterfly,
plus they slightly bluish
Dm
Am
F
An d I'm still about my money
they flags to the weak
Bloods on the other side of the street,
come on and ride with a G
I got my hat to the front,
homie in the front rollin' a blunt
Come on and ride with a G
Man, I got some hoes for late
I ride him with a scrap,
C
Am
Ain't got a stash spot or a hosta
Dm
F
Let these hollow tips come,
I said it's easy, I'm bangin' with a G's B
I can't leave the streets alone,
the streets need me
On a 4 -5 headed to the limo,
Am
F
Am
Plus bone rollin' fine patrol
In the rear view, lookin' out for 5 -0
Plus the homie's eyes
low and his mind blown
I got the desert eagle and
Man, what's up with it, nigga?
You know who it is, nigga
Young Rocket, nigga,
out here gettin' his paper, nigga
What's up to my street niggas?
A -Bow from Neighborhood
Cop to Crip
What's up to my nigga,
Mitchie Slick, nigga?
F
Am
Let's all get this money, nigga
What? Crips,
why they flags to the weak?
Bloods on the other side of the street
Come on around with a G
I got my head to the front,
C
Am
homie in the front rollin' a blunt,
Man, I got some hoes for late,
Am
Dm
that's cool, let's pump these straight,
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