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