Tonart: A major•
Verse 1
Dm
C#m
Cm
C#m
We comin at you live from the home
of the pine box (hit 'em up)
Every block, every boulevard
(get 'em up)
You know the name in the
game (whattup doe)
F#m
We still bang (bang) band
Up in the spot, you wild black at
Down a couple of bottles and party,
your pants sag (drunk)
F#m
It's poppin off dawg (oh you
gangsta with it)
C#m
It's poppin off dawg
(let's get gangsta with it)
Verse 2
C#m
Yeah, when shit pops off
in the club it's all us
It ain't Henny,
F#m
it's all heart and all guts
C#m
Y'all remember me from when
the real niggas clutched
And wherever I ride,
F#m
D
live niggas throw it up
C#m
I, switched the game,
F#m
I'm doin boss things
C#m
I'm rollin in the Presidential lane,
C#m
F#m
I (still) do it with Foxx
C#m
(still) do it with Tef
(Still) do it with Fame (still) do it
Cm
C#m
to death I
Verse 3
Cm
C#m
Cm
Blow the horns on 'em
C#m
Cm
C#m
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Cm
C#m
Cm
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
C#m
Cm
C#m
Blow the horns on 'em
Cm
C#m
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
Verse 4
C#m
What'chu think you like me? You ain't like
me
F#m
D
C#m
Nigga you a punk, my homies get it in
And we let it out
A pistol in the waist is mo' different
from a pistol in the trunk
So, act up if you want it
Y'all know me,
F#m
C#m
I'm gon' keep it Olde English 800
F- I- Z- Z- Y Dub- Oh- Mack
Brownsville where you at?
Where you at?
F#m
BLAOW! Niggas wonder how me and Fame remain strong
Verse 5
C#m
BLAOW! Five albums,
F#m
six deals and we still on
C#m
F#m
BLAOW! My lil' homies trainin to bang,
BLAOW! To let 'em feel the pain of the game,
we play God
F#m
So now, we back nigga with
F#m
C#m
And in fact nigga it's napalm
F#m
So stay calm, I get to twitchin my arm
C#m
F#m
D
Grippin hittin you with
C#m
Cm
e'rything I got in my palm now
C#m
Blow the horns on
Verse 6
Cm
C#m
Cm
'em
C#m
Cm
C#m
Cm
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
C#m
Cm
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
C#m
Cm
C#m
Cm
Blow the horns on 'em
C#m
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
F#m
Here's your chance to ad vance Get in your stance,
Verse 7
C#m
F#m
C#m
I shoot the holster off of cowboy pants
F#m
I borrow a rap line from a legend,
and put it with mine
C#m
F#m
Whatever rapper shit is
hooder than mine?
C#m
D
This is Brook- Nam phenomenon
C#m
(yeah) the whole nine yards
D
You know that old bullshit that we
C#m
be on
(WHAT!) Cause where we at we
adapt to drama
(AND I) tackle the track like
it yapped my momma
Verse 8
C#m
I've been branded,
F#m
C#m
and labelled a bandit
F#m
Stuck in the cut on some quicksand shit
C#m
F#m
One motion, pull click ass clique
C#m
I'm full and I'm focused you hoes
F#m
C#m
just don't fit
For y'all niggas thinkin I'm
F#m
sick and then hopeless
C#m
I'm just winnin and
F#m
bringin the dope shit
C#m
So, I slay y'all you get what you pay for
We ain't forfeit the game,
Cm
C#m
we was above the radar nigga
Verse 9
Cm
Cm
Blow the horns on 'em
Cm
Cm
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
Cm
Blow the horns on 'em
gyeah, blow the horns on 'em
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