Tonart: C minor•
Verse 1
Ab
[DJ Paul - repeat 8X]
Fuck what you,
Verse 2
who gives a fuck what you bitches say
Ab
[Lil' Wyte]
Fm
I'm putting this one down for
Cm
Ab
tha Bay you can bet bitch
Cm
Ab
round my way I'm a vet bitch
Cm
Launchin lightning by tha pound
Call me mister coke and crown
In the town I'm found we got tha sound
to make them haters frown
Break it down
Cm
is beating niggas about
Ab
why is yours now figga it out
Fm
Cm
Ab
Con stantly questioning all tha bick
erin ghetto fab is what I'm bout
Cm
Got me commin up on hustling
Pen pad I have to preach
Fuck what you say if you disagree
Fm
me run in tha streets
Cm
Fm
Cm
I'm always commin wit sum mo'
Ab
Probly fuckin on yo hoe
Fm
Ab
If you car got took I'm tha one who threw
tha brick through tha window
Cm
Repercussions, guts are gushin head gets
busted for practically nuttin
Consequences they fold up,
its splatter close will be discussed
Fm
And Frayser's where my roots were sold
Ab
and so that's where I call my home
Fm
Cm
If it wasn't for tha Bay,
Ab
tha rap game I would not belong
Cm
Hear this song man who gives a
FUCK what you bitches say
Don't get wrong,
Fm
Ab
when you get got just blame it on da Bay
Verse 3
Fm
get fuck (You can
Fm
If your car get took (You can
Cm
If your boys get shot (You can
blame it on da Bay)
Someone run up in your spot
(You can blame it on da Bay)
Fm
Ab
If your clique get hit (You can blame
it on da Bay)
Fm
Robbed blind fo sum shit (You can
Cm
Beat down in these streets (You can
blame it on da Bay)
Get jacked fo sum green (You can
Verse 4
Ab
[Verse 2] Blame it on da Bay is
Fm
what they all say when
Ab
Fm
something happens round they way
Ab
Either they too scared or too
Ab
wrong to bring to our face
Add it up - took his hoe,
stole his car, and shot his bro
By now someone like me should
be dead but ya know
Ab
I'm tha one superstar out tha hood,
its all good
Fm
Ab
Cause tha hood that I plug is
Cm
Rock 'em, sock 'em leave 'em for
dead but keep up in yo sight
Tightly lock up 'em off in tha dungeon
wit out a crack of light
Frayser be
Ab
Fm
Ab
- O- you- N- D must be
all up inside of me
Fm
Ab
Cm
Fm
M- E- M- P- H- I- S
Ab
crunkest city in Tennessee
Cm
Blame it on da Bay if there's
a glitch up in your atmosphere
Hear tha sound of money being
made and its so crystal clear
Ab
Haters watch tha street strapped wit
Fm
heat that I'm feelin fine
Ab
Gradually I peak over tha steep
Cm
hills that I have climbed
And when I get finished with this path
that I'm bout to pave
Please know that I wouldn't be shit wit
Ab
Fm
Ab
Verse 5
Cm
[Hook]
Fm
Ab
Fm
Ab
[DJ Paul
Cm
Ab
Fm
- repeat
8X]
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Fuck what you, who gives a
Cm
Fm
Cm
fuck what you bitches say
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