Tonart: D major•
Verse 1
D
F#m
D
Asus4
Yo, what's really man?
You got
Bm
D
JT the bigger fig up in the introducer
F#m
with my tycoon comrades
G
Asus4
Check it out man,
Bm
G
D
it's really nothing to a boss
F#m
I got the boy from
D
A
Asus4
Compton man, he in the game
D
Bm
doing the damn thing
Teddy
Mack,
Young
Outlaw
G
Asus4
O .D.
D
F#m
Been exclusively riding on them deuces,
G
G
D
Talking bout what your
Bm
game plan used to be
D
They got us topping up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
D
We came a long way but still we
G
Bm
G
got so far to go
D
Exclusively, riding on them deuces,
G
G
A
Talking bout what your
They got us topping up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
D
A
We came a long way but still
D
Bm
we got so far to go
D
Yeah I know I got far to go
F#m
G
So with these wars I flow
A
At a pace for them papes I
Bm
D
think y 'all should know
A
D
I lace it properly for property
F#m
G
It really ain't no stopping me
A
D
A
And plus I'm trying to get
D
Monopoly
Politic and economy,
F#m
D
if I could be a maid, n***a
A
D
A
Smokin' on eight, n***a,
D
bought out, paid, n***a
Keepin' it real,
F#m
I'm still deep in the field
G
A
Deep with the skills for the bill
Bm
I got the mil lion dollar
D
mouthpiece with no gold grill
F#m
I bring the thrill like
Will
D
Clark
A
D
I will bust, I will spark,
Bm
and flame in the booth
D
You blind, shoulda saw it when
F#m
G
I came in the booth
D
Bm
that shit that I bring in the roof
D
My n****s, stack britches,
G
A
Blow faps, wishes with my folk,
D
act vicious with my folk
Sav livin' with my folk gals
F#m
G
Outlawed like my nigga
A
Nobel
Bm
Fuckin' bad bitches at the hotel
D
It's nothin' to a boss,
F#m
man we live it up
G
A
Smash for the cash and respect
D
So when we mash, niggas give it up
F#m
I got no time for that fake shit
G
A
Jersey to the bay, niggas stuggin'
Bm
Even bitches thinkin' they sick
D
F#m
So nigga, basically the world is a ghetto
G
A
Play a nigga out of scratch
Bm
D
He gon' be twirlin' the metal
A
D
I keep it real with niggas
F#m
that be true to me
G
A
There's nothin' you can do to me
D
Bm
My crew is deep and real,
niggas rule the street
D
F#m
Ex clusively, ridin' on them deuces,
G
G
A
Talkin' bout what your
D
Bm
game plan used to be
D
They got us toppin' up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
D
We came a long way but still
A
G
Em
we got so far to go
D
F#m
Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces,
G
G
A
Talkin' bout what your
D
Bm
game plan used to be
D
They got us toppin' up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
A
We came a long way but still
D
Bm
we got so far to go
Thames, polish your gators
G
You can't ball and it's
F#m
then it's probably the desert
G
A
If you a gangsta or not,
Asus4
G
D
Bm
I give a fuck dawg, bullets is hot
A
D
F#m
And every nigga gon' cry when he hit,
D
F#m
D
A
G
the more pain the more blood drain
D
G
Bm
He ain't survivin' shit,
D
and your niggas ain't gon' ride for shit
F#m
D
F#m
G
A
They know if they come through,
D
F#m
D
G
Red rag or blue rag, niggas die for this
A
The game the reason all
these niggas on that
D
Bm
D
Cali love shit
Compton niggas get grimy too,
G
pull you out of that six
Asus4
A
Bm
Fuck you up like one time or do,
D
Dm
D
and I dare y 'all to stop on the
Shaw
F#m
D
In
King
G
A
Boulevard pullin' hard
Doogie
D
A
D
A
Howser pullin' bullets out your jaw
D
G
Turn your round trip into a one -way ticket
D
A
You can visit,
D
A
Bm
A
but you cannot lie and kick it
D
It's time for me to shine
F#m
G
Life on the grind, life on the line
A
Bm
Feelin' like I'm runnin' out of time
Chasin' this cheddar till
F#m
D
G
thing s get better
A
D
These streets got me hungry as ever
Bm
D
Can 't stop, can't change
Young
F#m
Sav stuck in the game
D
A
D
Every day we gotta hustle and slain
Bm
D
Strugglin' strain the bubble
F#m
D
G
We plus the cane the jungle
A
D
Organize the brains and
Bm
muscles
D
F#m
Exclusively, riding on them deuces,
G
G
D
Bm
gangplan used to be
D
They got us topping up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
D
A
D
We came a long way but still we
A
G
Bm
Em
got so far to go
D
F#m
Exclusively, riding on them deuces,
G
G
A
Talking bout what your gang
D
Bm
plan used to be
D
They got us topping up game
F#m
through the fog and smoke
D
A
D
We came a long way but still
Sammy
Degati
F#m
G
Told them we kamikaze,
A
like those white boys in
Told them we ride around in
them cars on them big wheels
A
makin' hundred feels on them
D
P700
D
Bout to walk in the ball again
F#m
F#m
in this day to day stremish
D
A
Bout to spin this,
D
this game is relentless where we livin'
Niggas are 32 round ya,
F#m
D
A
kick you on the ground after they down ya
D
A
Bm
Sneak in, plot ya, heck leg, cot ya
D
Got your body being scrutinized
F#m
by a flock of doctors
G
A
Still an unsolved mystery,
Bm
statistically, history
D
A get low nigga victory,
F#m
D
by fuckin' with my credibility
A
Asus4
D
Bm
D
D
D
Bm
D
Asus4
D
Bm
D
D
Bm
D
Thank you for
I'll see you in the next video!
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