Tonart: E minor
Intro 1
Cm
Bb
Ab
G
Cm
Bb
Ab
G
Verse 1
Verse 2
Ab
Cm
G
Ain't nothin' left for him to be
Bb
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 3
Ab
So he's gonna be
G
Cm
A straight thug
Bb
Cm
His mama was a G And daddy was a G
Verse 4
Ab
G
But nothin' left for him to be
Verse 5
But a thug
Cm
This is a story bout a
Ab
Who's mama was a whore and his
G
Cm
daddy was a drug dealer
Bb
Ridin' 'round the corner from
'em was the spot
G
They sold weed, lace, base,
Cm
heroin and marijuana
Bb
His role model was an older nigga Who kept a
Verse 6
Ab
wad of hundreds 'cause
G
he had a whole lot of money
Cm
Now keep in mind this
Bb
is 'round the time that
Ab
G
Miami niggas was really
Verse 7
tryin' to put it down
Cm
Bb
That's back when the pimp
G
That next year crack cocaine came out
Cm
Bb
And it all started in the suburbs
Ab
G
But only rich folks could afford to go
Verse 8
and smoke that good dope
Cm
And yo they used to call
it free- base
G
But when it made it to my block,
Cm
me and my boys called it Crack Rock
Bb
We used to cook it up and bag
it up and sell 'em
Ab
G
Nickels and dimes to any bitch
Verse 9
that was buyin'
G
Cm
A straight thug
Bb
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Verse 10
Ab
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Bb
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 11
Ab
So he's gonna be
Verse 12
Daddy was a G
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 13
But a thug
Cm
Bb
And when he first hit middle school
Ab
He was a typical, ordinary,
Cm
Around the time eighth
Ab
G
He had done made up his mind,
Verse 14
a nigga can't lay down now
Cm
Bb
His first job, he was a watch out
Ab
G
He had to scream one time every time
the cops hit the block
Cm
Bb
We used to call him Bo
Brown
Ab
'Cause when he came around,
G
close shop nigga, shut it down
Verse 15
Cm
Bb
Them lil' two- hundreds
Ab
That was a lot of money for a young nigga
G
sittin' 'round not doin' nothin'
Cm
Plus his mama had a newborn
Ab
from an old nigga out the hood
G
Cm
Who don't do shit for him
Verse 16
Cm
They go another bill, another mouth to feed
Oh well,
G
Cm
yo a nigga couldn't stop there
Bb
He gotta keep food in his crib
Ab
and keep the lights on
Verse 17
comin' back home
Cm
Bb
Now just imagine the role of
a thirteen year old
Cm
Who playin' head of his household,
Cm
But then again I sup pose
Ab
G
You already know how the shit go
Verse 18
Verse 19
Ab
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 20
But a thug
Verse 21
Daddy was a G
Ab
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 22
Cm
He advanced from watch out man to lieutenant
Bb
And now he got two feet
And he control the whole operation
Ab
But it's kinda different 'cause he's dealin'
G
with some stiff competition
Verse 23
Cm
Bb
And everybody wants to be buddies
Ab
All of a sudden friends but then
G
again all they see is money
Cm
Bb
And he ain't never too flashy wit it
Ab
G
Not into cars and jewels,
Verse 24
just nice clothes and new shoes
Cm
Half of the money went
Bb
straight to his mama
Ab
But the other half, you know,
G
the kid had to keep it stashed
Cm
But it's kinda hard to hide
G
But it's worse bein' a dope but none
Verse 25
of this shit's worth dying for
Cm
But when it comes to livin',
Ab
Cm
money's nothin'
Bb
Cm
Bein' dead is free now tell me, what
would you rather be?
Bb
Don't tell me, tell it to your child
Ab
G
Make your talk worthwhile and the rest,
Verse 26
he'll figure it out
Verse 27
Daddy was a G
Ab
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Cm
Bb
But a thug
Verse 28
G
Nothin' left for him to
Ab
G
Nigga forced into this shit, damn
Verse 29
Over and over again
G
Cm
A straight thug
Bb
Cm
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Verse 30
Ab
G
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 31
But a thug
G
Cm
A straight thug
Verse 32
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Ab
Nothin' left for him to be
G
Cm
But a
thug
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