Carter II Akkorde von
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

N/A
Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Em
Am
C
Em
C
Em
Am
C
So you made it this far,
Em
Am
C
ha
We upstairs,
Em
C
Am
C
Em
C#dim
I let you up here
C
Em
Am
Em
C
You special, Marley,
Am
don't shoot 'em
Em
You know what this is?
Am
D
This still Tha Carter II, people
This still Tha Carter II, people
C
Am
Yeah, you still in the Carter II, people
D
Hey
Em
Yeah, all I have in this world is
D
a pistol and a promise
A fist full of dollars,
C
a list full of problems
B
I address them like P.O. Boxes
Am
Yeah, I'm from New Orleans,
D
Em
the Creole cockpit
We so out of it, zero tolerance
D
Gangsta gumbo,
I'll serve 'em a pot of it
C
I'm wealthy,
B
still fucking with that block shit
Am
Wet your ass up,
D
Em
head to feet 'til your socks drip
Don't slip, you might fall and bust your ass
D
No snakes at the Carter,
tell the gardener cut the grass
C
I hear 'em, but they
B
talking under masks
Am
A
Stop throwing pebbles at a
D
Em
bulletproof glass
That's Cash Money, honey pie
D
We ain't runnin', we don't hide,
screaming fuck the other side
C
Don't get caught on it,
B
Am
this the dailiest grinds
D
I'll put your heart on it
Em
and walk on it
The chalks only for the art homie
D
How they trace ya after I erase ya?
C
Look around, we at war and
B
you still in preparation
Am
D
I'm riding for them reparations,
Em
no patience
Slow paper is better than no paper
D
Fast money don't last too long,
you gotta pace it
C
You gotta know that paper
B
Am
If you got it from a caper,
D
you gotta blow that pa per
Em
Gotta know that photophobia,
D
no Kodak moments
Feds walls with my pictures on 'em
C
Nah, I ain't even in the
B
school yearbook
Am
I don't do too much posing,
D
Em
got a cool killer look, ah
Career crook, get your career took
D
I'm back like a brasiere hook
C
Bitch, cheer, camouflage gear,
B
the hunter's here
Am
Better play it by ear,
D
Em
you ain't nothing but a deer
Around here and this here is Tha Carter
D
Serve it while it's hot out
the pot to your mama
C
And Slim tell me ain't nobody hotter
Am
But get your boys some dippin' sauce,
D
Em
I want the whole enchilada
I got 'em by the collar, watch me drop 'em
D
On the head at the bottom
C
You ain't gotta shoot 'em cause
I already shot 'em
B
Am
And I ain't gotta get 'em cause
D
I already got 'em
Em
Get 'em

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