Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Dear Momma, If some people came
by the house lookin for me
E
I'm innocent of anything
they say I done
Am
Now I don't know when I'll be
E
able to write you again
Am
But I will be back to California
E
Am
to see you
Your son,
Interlude 1
Ice- motherfucking- Cube
Am
F
Bm
E
Verse 2
Am
Keep my hand on my gun
cause they got me on the run
F
I swear I didn't do what they say I done
Bm
Keep my hand on my gun cause
I swear I didn't do what
they say I done
Verse 3
Am
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia,
I need a lawyer
F
This bitch named Netoia, say
they lookin for ya
E
Bm
Got to get the fuck out
of here (yeah right)
E
This bitch dimmed the lights
Am
(nigga, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut,
got the fuck up and got on
F
Cause this the same street I got shot on
Bm
So God bless the Impala double- S
E
I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on
Tweakin, niggas be leakin, information
F
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
Bm
Niggas say my name popped up
Bitch hop up
E
Nigga close the shop up
Am
They tryina stop up my cashflow
F
Leave me asshole naked (fuck!)
Gone in sixty seconds,
Bm
Nigga gettin skinny eating Denny's
Verse 4
only got a bag full of twenties
Am
Listen, these Feds fishin for this extradition
F
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em,
G
fight 'em, dodge 'em, ditch 'em
Bm
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
E
Or spend the rest of my
life in a shit- box
Verse 5
Am
It's so hard to get a room
without a credit card
F
It's so hard not to let
'em know where you are
Bm
Tried to get a Rent- A- Car
Whitey laughed when
Had to mash 'fore he called
the Feds on my ass
Am
Went to Vegas for the weekend
F
Met a ho down for freakin
Bm
Hey bitch, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
E
Am I the man on the front
page? (Fuck!)
Same height,
Am
same age (click- click)
Grab the gauge, put it down the G- way
sausage on the freeway
Bm
She say let's hit a Circle- K
E
Ran inside and made the niggas obey
Am
It's like I hit the Lotto
outside Colorado
F
Robbed the [?] for his wallet
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
Am
I'm going back to California
F
Verse 6
G
Bm
Keep my hand on my gun cause
Bdim
they got me on the run
Bm
E
I swear I didn't do what
they say I done
Am
Listen, these Feds fishin for this extradition
F
I'm on a mission, fuck 'em,
E
fight 'em, dodge 'em, ditch 'em
Bm
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
E
Or spend the rest of my life
in a shit- box
Verse 7
Am
It's my boys, Utah to Illinois
F
Settin decoys, so I can infiltrate
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
E
Switch and shake this bitch in her sleep
Am
Low key you feds can't see me
F
All up in D.C. with strike number
Bm
three
Clownin, made a little stock
Now I got niggas bangin' in Little Rock
Am
I'm going back to Cali westbound
with my strikes
F
Don't give a fuck who's
G
on the marin or the mic
Bm
I should've known when I seen that
E
motherfucker in the lobby
Looking like he wanna rob
F
Federal, don't like no black hetero- sexual,
intellectual
Bm
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
E
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
Am
When I come to- hand cuff
(Fuck y'all!)
Big grey bus,
F
scandalous (Fuck you too!)
And they can't stand us
Bm
They get excited and I tried
to fight it (mama)
E
I'm go ing back to Cali for sure,
Interlude 2
extradited
Am
F
Bm
E
Verse 8
Am
Keep my hand on my gun cause
they got me on the run
F
Bm
E
I swear I didn't do
what they say I done
Am
Listen, these Feds fishin for this extradition
fuck 'em, fight 'em, dodge 'em, ditch 'em
Bm
I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick locks
E
Or spend the rest of my life
Verse 9
Am
F
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures
Bm
you can't send a polaroid
Got to be the regular pictures
E
Am
An' they got us in here puttin'
F
in computer chips or something
Bm
I don't know. Like they playin with us,
it's like a game
game to them mama
It's my life
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