Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Bm
Hey Mimi
D#
G#m
F#
Fm
D#
G#
Word?
Bm
F#m
D#
G#
F#
Get 'em boy, get 'em boy!
A#
Bm
A#
Bm
Get 'em boy! Get 'em boy! Boy!
Verse 2
Bm
F#m
Bm
X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
F#m
D
Bm
F#m
'Cause X is com in' for ya
Bm
Run, hide, duck, duck
A
Bm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 3
can't do nothin' for ya
D
F#m
'Cause X is comin' for ya
A
G
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
F#m
Look in the mirror
Verse 4
F#m
my name five times
Bm
Turn out the lights (What?) then
I done juked nine lives
Don't get scared now nigga,
F#m
Bm
finish it 'cause you started it
F#m
Watch shit grow out of control,
Bm
A
now you want no part of it (c'mon)
F#m
Bm
Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell
me what you made of
F#m
Bm
Already lost a stripe 'cause I
F#m
Bm
know what you afraid of
We both know you pussy,
F#m
but I ain't gonna say nuttin'
A
F#m
Just hit a nigga off,
G
F#m
and you can stay frontin'
G
Bm
I gotcha back for now,
D
F#m
'til I cased the joint (what?)
Bm
Plus, give the Feds a real good
F#m
Bm
place to point (what?)
We laced the joint,
F#m
I ain't gonna front I had my hands full
Bm
Glad to be alive, but you like,
that's that bull
G
Bm
But now you know, what you get,
G
F#m
when you fuckin' wit
Bm
'Cause you shoulda left alone,
now you stuck in shit
Stuck in shit,
A
Bm
'til that headpiece gets blazed
A
G
F#m
Screamin this, ah, cease to the grave
G
Bm
Its over, at least for you it is
It don't take the coroner,
to see how true it is
I knew these kid,
F#m
but did that stop me from gettin' 'em, screamin'
Bm
It was all for the money,
A
Bm
while I'm hittin' and splittin' him down
F#m
From his nose to his nuts (what?)
Bm
Fire department comin',
put the hose to his guts (what?)
Washed away,
F#m
just like dirt when it rains
Bm
A
F#m
And now be cause of you,
G
F#m
G
F#m
G
Bm
I hurt when it rains
Verse 5
can't do nothin' for ya
D
Bm
F#m
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Bm
Run, hide, duck, duck
A
G
Bm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 6
can't do nothin' for ya
F#m
Bm
A
'Cause X is comin' for ya
F#m
A
G
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 7
Bm
G
My real name is Damien and my
Bm
F#m
girl's name is Carrie
Bm
That Poltergeist bitch is hot,
but too young to marry
F#m
That nigga Satan be fakin' mad
Bm
A
jacks so I taxed his ass
F#m
Bm
Every chance I get,
is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)
G
Another nigga split, to the white meat,
Takin' up room in the morgue under a
white sheet (c'mon)
That's what you get for tryin'
A
Bm
to take it there (uhh)
A
F#m
G
But with this Deser t Eagle
F#m
G
in your mouth
You cryin' 'bout let's make
Bm
Sometimes it takes pain to make the
F#m
Bm
brain a little smarter (uh-huh)
When I think the rain will stop,
it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)
Part of the game is niggas
A
F#m
wanna become famous
Bm
And doin the same shit I do,
A
G
remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag money
I ain't laughin',
but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)
I used to talk about that shit you got
F#m
But you ain't never got that shit
when that shit get hot!
G
Bm
Runnin' up in the spot with,
F#m
two niggas from Israel
Bm
'Cause it is real, you did squeal,
now how you think yo' kids feel?
Knowin' you died a snitch,
A
Bm
F#m
I look in yo' and see a bitch
Bm
A
Wasn't surprised to see
Bm
Let's make it quick,
I got a flight at 6 goin' to Pakistan
So let this nigga know, I know he pussy,
I'ma smack his man (uhh)
Fuckin' Willie niggas and silly niggas
F#m
G
I'd rather be eatin' off a plate
F#m
With all them Baltimore and Philly
niggas (what?)
Bm
'Cause I done took about
as much I can stand
A nigga smilin' in my face like they
my motherfuckin' man
F#m
Aiyyo, it gets a lot worse,
Bm
F#m
'cause there's a curse (what?)
Bm
That says, the reward for bein' real,
is the hearse
G
Before you turn thirty,
Bm
G
Bm
cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)
Catches up and get you right
when you thought you slid
It's gettin' dark,
and with the cold to the heart
C#m
Bm
You realize,
A
F#m
G
you ain't gonna see your shorty
Bm
Old enough to walk, for real
Verse 8
can't do nothin' for ya
D
Bm
A
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Bm
Run, hide, duck, duck
A
G
Bm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 9
can't do nothin' for ya
G
A
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Outro 1
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Bm
Bm
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