キー: F# minor
Intro 1
Bb
Am
F
Am
Bb
Am
F
Am
Bb
Am
F
Am
Bb
Verse 1
Cm
Ab
Bb
We never heard of yo clique but they heard of us
Cm
They put em down,
Ab
Bb
we liftin them burners up
Cm
You keep sayin word to your mother
Ab
Bb
but word to what?
Cm
I don't give a fuck about
Ab
Bb
none of these nig gas
Cm
I turn it up,
Ab
Bb
Cm
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
Ab
Bb
give me some more liquor
Cm
Open this back window,
Ab
let me dump on niggas
Bb
It's my era,
Ab
Bb
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 2
Cm
Ab
Peace to the New York Knickerbockers,
Bb
the plot got thicker
Cm
Cuz now they got the Brooklyn
Ab
Bb
Net s and Barclays Center
Cm
Hel lo Mrs. and Mr.,
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Bb
cousins, brothers and sisters
Cm
Ladies and gentlemen,
Ab
Bb
children prisons of finger printers
Cm
Snakes who like to slither,
Ab
Bb
wolves, monkeys, gor illas
Cm
Vet erans and beginners,
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Bb
righteous people and sinners
Cm
Gamblers, losers and winners,
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Bb
ice grillers and grinners
Cm
Hope you all some good swimmers
Ab
Bb
cuz I'm as deep as the river
Cm
I'm the bad guy,
Ab
Bb
just like the Joker and Riddler
Cm
Bad as Mike in his prime,
Ab
Bb
man in the mirror in Thriller
Cm
You ain't a real man,
Ab
Bb
Cm
you can't even use the shitter
You a pussycat,
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Bb
you probably got kitty litter
Cm
Ab
Kill rich niggas in chinchilla
Bb
Cm
Representing for the wig- splitters
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Bb
and skid bit ters who gets realer
Cm
Ab
Like Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
Bb
Ab
Who got the keys to the Jeep?
Bb
Sim Simmer
Verse 3
Cm
Ab
We never heard of yo clique
Bb
but they heard of us
Cm
They put em down,
Ab
Bb
we liftin them burners up
Cm
You keep sayin word to your mother
Ab
Bb
but word to what?
Cm
I don't give a fuck about
Ab
Bb
none of these nig gas
Cm
I turn it up,
Ab
Bb
Cm
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
Ab
Bb
give me some more liquor
Cm
Open this back window,
Ab
let me dump on niggas
Bb
It's my era,
Ab
Bb
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 4
Cm
When my oral deliver
Ab
Bb
it's such a moral dilemma
Cm
I don't quarrel with quitters,
Ab
Bb
I give em sorrow and shimmers
Cm
You think your artists is iller just
Ab
Bb
cause his car from the dealer?
Cm
This music char is bitter,
Ab
Bb
cause yall some horrible spitters
Cm
When I swallow the liquor,
Ab
Bb
I write a marvelous scripture
Cm
Start drawing a picture cause
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Bb
I'm immortal my nigga
Cm
Beef is played out so
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Bb
I don't bother with niggas
Cm
But as long as it's tender I
Ab
Bb
eat your squad up for dinner
Cm
Put my palms on the trigger
Ab
Bb
and shoot you all in yo liver
Cm
In jure all of you niggas,
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Bb
I'm cool and calm as a killer
Cm
Your man styling from fingers,
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Bb
man who are you? Vanilla
Cm
Ice - I'm Suge Knight,
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Bb
hang em off the balcony with ya
Cm
Since I deserve scrilla, I learned
Ab
Bb
to flip birds quicker
Cm
Had to hit curves with the hustler
Ab
Bb
s and to emerge richer
Cm
Ab
Back when Dipset was
sippin sizzurp nigga
Bb
Ab
My jewelery was black and yellow just
Bb
Ab
like the Pittsburgh Steelers
Cm
Ab
Bb
We never heard of yo clique but they heard of us
Verse 5
Cm
They put em down,
Ab
Bb
we liftin them burners up
Cm
You keep sayin word to your mother
Ab
Bb
but word to what?
Cm
I don't give a fuck about
Ab
Bb
none of these niggas
Cm
I turn it up,
Ab
Bb
Cm
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
Ab
Bb
give me some more liquor
Cm
Open this back window,
Ab
let me dump on niggas
Bb
It's my era,
Ab
Bb
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 6
Cm
I'm on that money train,
Ab
making dead president stops
Bb
Cm
Robbed the liquor store just
Ab
Bb
so we can get some Ciroc
Cm
Ab
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and Pops
Bb
Cm
Got chased by the stray dogs when I
Ab
Bb
fled though the block
Cm
Bought a 50- cent razor,
Ab
Bb
now I'm ready to rock
Cm
I step to your block with
Ab
Bb
a George Jefferson bop
Cm
I cut him cross peddle bike,
Ab
Bb
he bled to his socks
Cm
Cuz Miles didn't have a chain
Ab
when I peddled and popped
Bb
Cm
My leather bomber was better
Ab
Bb
than that pleather you rocked
Cm
I wore old bomber way before
Ab
Bb
Cm
Michelle and Barack
Ab
I heard up North you wasn't reppin a lot
Bb
Cm
You never caught a 10- 3, you
Ab
respected the cops
Bb
Cm
How you gon use that jail
Ab
shit to try to get to the top?
Bb
Cm
You woke up in PC, never
Ab
Bb
slept in a box
Cm
Ab
He said he hungry so I fed him the ox
Bb
Ab
My gun is like an independent record label,
Bb
Heckler and Koch
Verse 7
Cm
Ab
We never heard of yo clique
Bb
but they heard of us
Cm
They put em down,
Ab
Bb
we liftin them burners up
Cm
You keep sayin word to your mother
Ab
Bb
but word to what?
Cm
I don't give a fuck about
Ab
Bb
none of these nig gas
Cm
I turn it up,
Ab
Bb
Cm
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
Ab
Bb
give me some more liquor
Cm
Open this back window,
Ab
let me dump on niggas
Bb
It's my era,
Ab
Bb
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 8
Cm
Turn up
Ab
Bb
Now I come back
Cm
Ab
Bb
Keep it underground hardcore
Cm
Turn up
Ab
Bb
Now I come back
Cm
Ab
Bb
Keep it underground hardcore
Cm
Turn up
Ab
Bb
Now I come back
Cm
Ab
Bb
Keep it underground hardcore
Cm
Turn up
Ab
Bb
Ab
Bb
Papoose, Papoose
Cm
Ab
Bb
Cm
Ab
Bb
Cm
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