Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
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E
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Ooh ooh
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Dm
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Em
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Dm
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Flashin'
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Dm
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*belches*
Ooh
Em
Am
I'm goin' off that Boyd dog
Eb
through Purina Chow Chow
E
Am
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga head
Dm
Chest out never understood
grew up in the hood
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Never knew right from wrong
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Get to dumpin' on a nigga
Dm
for nothin' for no reason
E
C
Mannish little knucklehead hard
C
Dm
Meanin' give a fuck about
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Stab my daddy in the stomach
with a knife
When I was three years old,
finally figured it out
E
Am
That's why a nigga sold coke,
clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt,
E
For trying to go between my
Am
motherfuckin' paper route
Wet his ass up, that nigga see and go
E
Em
Fully automatic convertible
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I'm a wipeaway arsonist
Fire extingusher, if you ain't spittin'
Dm
heat then motherfucker
E
Am
You betta' damn sure be workin'
for me or else you're fucked
E
Either that, I get your jaw wired
Am
Dm
Dope game got me like this,
fertify high
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Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong,
I'm sayin'
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Hit up Denny's restaurant
and order a gang of food
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Run up out of that prejudiced
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fuck- ass motherfucker
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Without even havin' any n kind
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of intention on even payin''
Damn near flashin',
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that's what the fuck I'm doin'
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And I'm blastin' up in this motherfucker
Dm
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I got my motherfuckin' heater out and
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I'm sayin' fuck the world
I'm pissin on everything, fuck it,
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Dm
nigga I'm flashin'
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I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuck
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in' table
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And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you
touch my shit and I'm flashin'
Em
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Un derstand my shit,
the situation is way damn real
Dm
Motherfucker I'm drunk
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And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement,
I'm flashin'
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Am
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin
in the air for nothin'
Dm
Nigga for no apparent reason I'm
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Am
duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up,
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choppers in the back of the truck
Am
C
About to light the nigga crib up
Am
Dm
Bang bang shoot 'em up claim fame
E
Got a little to my name,
Three in the mornin' it's
hard labor chasin paper
Am
C
sev eral Russian car
Am
C
Dm
Click- ers come esouped with
Eb
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VCR's
Microwave ovens and credit cards
Am
Pullin'' all kind of heavy
Beatin' nijjas down with bumper jacks
Am
C
Dm
LIP's bitches overseas shoot crap
Eb
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Try to have more paper
than a factory
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Motherfuckers gettin' to showin
out when the yard flexes
E
C
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Liable, blow a whole on a psycho
Eb
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Vital, lookin' out for the rival
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tribal dead on arrival
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Psycho, it's all about survival
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Quarter ounce zippers is on
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Dm
Run up in his home white sock or bone
E
With the chrome pist- al, pis
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E
Am
tol whip a nigga
With a zap force, seen this hammer,
E
Am
Bakin soda, listening to the scanner,
scared man
Can't win, especially when
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a nigga packin''
Am
Fetti stackin'', mashin', flashin'
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Am
I'm flashin', the Elroy's pulled me over
C
Am
C
And put the flashlight to my window
Dm
Am
and told me I was speedin'
E
Am
And I got to, fa- lashin' on they ass
I got to actin like a demon
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C
the motherfuckers told me
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The other day I go to turn
E
Nigga and I got to actin bad
Am
and I got to flashin'
On a motherfucker,
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motherfucker come out there
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Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me crazy
Dm
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up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said,
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"bitch I'm F- ah- lashin!"
Don't let me get to flashin' on
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Am
yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club,
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Dm
C
and a motherfucker step on my shoe
E
C
Em
Am
And I got to fa- lashin!
It's all bad,
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motherfucker used to be comrade
C
Am
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Used to fuck the same hoes,
Dm
Eb
wear Jeff clothes
E
Am
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Closer than a bugger to a nose,
Slammin' Cadillac do's together,
cookin crack
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Am
Gettin' eighteens if it's back,
Am
Dm
Put the whammy on the whoop,
be on the lookout
E
Am
For the state troop, might shoot,
durin the drug deal
Flippin at the mouth
your motherfuckin' folkers out
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Tight about since Little League,
Boy Scouts
Dm
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Paper route dropped a dia
mond get some day skunk
Am
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky,
booty like a old hag
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Am
She gonna get hella stanky if youse
get teared up
Dm
Am
But us niggas don't bring me back
E
Am
My motherfuckin' duffle bag
I squinges off the hinges
Dm
E
Am
C
Lean ballin', alcohol and weed
Am
C
A thousand dollars worth of chump change,
E
Am
A criminal record a full of dirty deeds
Givin niggas black eyes and
bloody lips
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Am
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Cauliflower ears and extra clips
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C
Dm
Gun clappin mu sic slappin
party crashin''
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Brash and motherfucker flashin'
Dm
Em
The holiday just came on the first
Dm
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second and third of the month
C
Am
C
Dm
Made my check late and I got to,
E
Am
flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' that
shit about my beat too loud
I walked up the motherfuckin'
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Tellin that bitch I'm F- ah- lashin'
Send a rookie to the store to bring
E
C
me back some Rossi Ron
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C
He brought me back Chablais, and
E
Am
On that bitch ass motherfucker,
silly nigga
Yknahmsayin? A motherfucker up
Em
Am
in this motherfucker flashin'
C
Dm
Get to testin my testicles nigga
E
Am
and I'ma flash on yo' ass
Bad word get back to me
and I'm flashin'
C
Am
Lost all my money up in the dice
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Am
game and I flash
C
Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echel
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C
on and go to flashin'
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Dopefiend ran off with a hundred
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C
E
And I'm flashed
Am
Big Willie cashed my hawkin money
E
water so I took it to Scottie's
C
To keep my self from flashin'
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Bought $250 worth of liquor
Dm
and they tried to charge me
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Am
For some ice and I flashed
Dm
Got jumped outside a house party
E
Dm
fools left me for dead
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When I got home I seen them
motherfuckers
Dm
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And they ass was in the red,
I got to flashin'
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I tell ya, bitch these niggas I tell ya
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Dm
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Am
Dm
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit shit bitch,
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Dm
Am
shit!
Outro 1
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