キー: Bb minor
Verse 1
Em
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Em
Am
Em
F
E
Em
Am
Em
F
The time has finally come
for me to come and represent
Em
I've been wasting too much time
Am
and I don't know where it went
Em
F
But fuck it, that's the past,
Em
now I'm here to have a blast
Putting it down, stacking my cash,
Am
now who has the last laugh?
Em
F
I said, is Mr. Criminal
spreading through your
neighborhoods and streets?
Em
And fuck the competition, homie,
Am
no one can compete
Em
Defeat all these haters,
fuck em, show em no love
The only one I put my trust in
Am
is the man up above
Em
But still I fear no man
F
with a black check in my hand
Em
My album's coming out now,
Am
it's time for me to sell a couple grand
Em
F
An d my plans to this industry is shot,
Em
hooking up with high power
Am
Now I'm rising to the top,
Em
F
blowing up the scene clean
Just like I'm expecting,
Em
while they play you on the radio
Am
In the streets you get ejected,
Em
it'll happen a little faster
F
With the help of Capone,
Em
but now I'm here, 2001
Am
Criminals leaving their minds blown
Em
It's that style, sly rubber app,
F
putting this shit on the map
Em
Am
Why don't kick up in this bitch too
while those niggas think
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
that's just what we claim
Am
Strictly in it for the fame, fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that Southside where we're at,
puttin' this shit on the map
Em
Why don't kick up in this bitch,
Am
two bottles gettin' sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
that's just what we claim
Am
Strictly in it for the fame, fuck the fame
Em
F
I'll tell you like this from the start
E
Em
If you really wanna trip,
Am
Mr. Shyboy's comin' through
With a fully loaded clip,
Em
just in case you wanna taste
F
Em
Of America's most hated shyboy
Am
and criminal straight gang related
Em
F
Coming out without a doubt,
why don't slip
Em
Gettin' sick,
Am
dedicated to these haters
Em
Back to fuck up off our dick
cause we don't play
F
Em
Fuck what you bitches gotta say
Am
Representing to the full of
Em
silver motherfuckin' lick
F
Never faking what we do
Em
Creased up, sporting blue, criminal lifestyle
Am
Em
So homie, fuck you, fuck you down
F
Rippin' automatic,
Em
causing static every time
Am
You see the rhinos,
better believe we're causing havoc
Em
F
I ain't having it, busters talking shit
Em
They will get hit with a
Am
fully loaded clip
Em
F
Full of hobble tips and get split
Em
In the prank, half point, blank range
Rhinos get these mother
Am
fuckers are insane
Em
F
It's that Southside Rover hat,
puttin' this shit on the map
Em
Am
Vinyls kick up in this bitch too,
vodkas getting sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
the rest is what we claim
Am
Strictly in it for the vette, I fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that Southside Rover hat,
puttin' this shit on the map
Em
Am
Vinyls kick up in this bitch too,
vodkas getting sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
the rest is what we claim
Am
Strictly in it for the vette,
I fuck the fame
Em
F
Taking it to the next level, fuck the bullshit
Em
Sit down my feet so glad
Am
I'm I can act a fool quick
Em
Any competition get defeated
F
Em
without a doubt
Lyrically or on these streets,
Am
get your brains blown out
Em
On the ride to make my penny,
F
I gotta come up fast
Em
On my way to the bank,
Am
with a briefcase full of cash
Em
Strap on my slide if you wanna trip
F
Em
Better keep through shot
Am
if you see me reaching for my hip
Em
Never get caught slipping,
F
it's my motto and I'll
C
follow that, my 44
Em
Am
Rudely my enemies will hollow back,
Em
sneaking up, feel the pressure
Ain't guaranteed they'll think twice,
if they change their mind it's cool
Am
If not, they'll lose their life
Em
Run these stripes, ain't no easy task
F
Gotta last on these streets,
Em
taking on my competition
Am
A
And I laugh cause it works
Criminals,
Em
F
my name, 2001's a year
Em
High power is a la bel,
Am
got these brothers full of beer
That's right
Em
F
It's that South Side where we're at,
putting this shit on the map
Em
Why don't you stick up in this bitch,
Am
two bottles getting sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
the rest is what we claim
Am
Strictly in it, we're the better,
fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that South Side where we're at,
putting this shit on the map
Em
Why don't you stick up in this bitch,
Am
two bottles getting sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
the rest is what we claim
Am
Strictly in it, we're the better,
fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that South Side where we're at,
putting this shit on the map
Em
Why don't stick up in this bitch
Am
too bout the slitty stick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
that's just what we claim
Am
Stricken in it for the fed and fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that southside what we're at,
putting this shit on the map
Em
Why don't stick up in this bitch
Am
too bout the slitty stick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
that's just what we claim
Am
Stricken in it for the fed
and fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that southside what we're at,
putting this shit on the map
Em
C
Why don't stick up in this bitch
Am
too bout the slitty stick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
that's just what we claim
Am
Stricken in it for the fed
and fuck the fame
Em
F
It's that Southside where we're at,
puttin' this shit on the map
Em
Why don't stick up in
Am
this bitch too,
Basta's getting sick
Em
F
You already know the names,
Em
the best is what we claim
Am
Strictly and if worth the bet,
Outro 1
Em
F
y 'all fuck the fame
Em
Am
Em
F
Em
Am
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