Tonart: G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
M -m -money all the way
E
Yeah
C#m
E
That's what it's all about
F#
G#m
It's still money, baby
This what I love, my niggas, we love to eat
E
Still on top, cut me right in the street
C#m
And we the monsters,
You hit this one right off
the head of the nail, baby
E
F#
We can't nobody do it my way
G#m
We some black gangsta
F#
E
We some fly gangsta,
C#m
We some fly gangsta,
B
F#
G#m
F#
C#m
We fly gangsta, some fly gangsta,
E
C#m
We some gangsta, some fly gangsta,
E
B
We some fly gangsta, fly gangsta,
G#m
We some fly gangsta,
We some fly gangsta, We
We some fly some fly gangsta,
G#m
gangsta, fly gangsta,
C#m
We some some fly gangsta,
We some fly gangsta,
C#m
G#m
my uncles got paid in it
C#m
It was my choice if I stayed in it
E
The life is like two strikes
G#m
and a knife in it
G#m
C#m
but my team the ones winning
C#m
G#m
and we ain't missing
F#
26 inch rims, the Pirelli spinning
E
C#m
The money piling, the hood smiling
We bringing back the feeling
E
Like the Harlem Renaissance,
F#
G#m
man, we about to be amongst millions
F#
I got chills in my bones like
E
When Jeff Ford discovered the black stones
C#m
E
A young Richard Porter, but a little more smaller Lucas in his prime,
F#
C#m
the best of my time
G#m
But nigga, we gotta eat
Still on time,
E
come and grindin' in the street
C#m
And we the monsters that
the world wanna be
E
F#
But can't nobody do it like we
G#m
We some fly gangstas
F#
C#m
E
We some fly gang stas
C#m
We some fly gangstas
B
F#
G#m
We some fly gangsta,
F#
E
we some fly gangsta
C#m
E
We some fly gangsta, we some fly gangsta
F#
You dig, you dig, you dig
G#m
Yeah, this the anthem,
I can see the video
E
Rollin' through the city,
backseat of the Fanta
G#m
C#m
Roll s Royce rented,
G#m
smoke gray tinted
E
G#m
Men like four video, how's up in it?
The best that ever did it,
the game is mine
C#m
E
They can take away the money
but can't take our shine
C#m
We ain't leavin' for a while,
G#m
we gon' take our time
C#m
E
Loosen up my tie,
C#m
G#m
relax my mind
Reflect on my past, reenact my grind
F#
E
Forty -five on the waistline,
sittin' in the Lazy Boy
C#m
Around the Reagan era,
yes, I'm an 80's boy
E
F#
Fresh to death till I take my last breath
G#m
One more run before I take
E
That'll be the one to take
me on that long stretch
G#m
C#m
Yeah, I guess,
but I insist I'm the best
E
A lot of real niggas died,
F#
I'm one of the few that's left
G#m
Well, look, my nigga, we gotta eat
E
Spend a lot of time coming,
grinding in the street
C#m
And we the monsters that
the world wanna be
E
F#
But can't nobody do it like we
G#m
We some fly gangstas
F#
E
We it, we some fly gangstas
C#m
We it, we some fly gangstas
E
We it, we some fly gangstas
B
F#
G#m
Oh, we some fly gangstas
F#
E
We it, we some fly gangstas
C#m
We it, we some fly gangstas
B
F#
you dig, you dig, you dig
G#m
C#m
They try to take away my pastime
G#m
C#m
But see, I'ma boil out to my last dime
E
G#m
The fruits of my labor
Oh, what a feeling to laugh at my haters
C#m
G#m
Oh, what a feeling,
we made it, we in the majors
Made it out the hood,
C#m
G#m
but the hood is what made us
C#m
E
G#m
The gangsters, the players, the hustlers,
the bosses, the greatest
C#m
G#m
We here till we laid in the closet
But look, my nigga, we gotta eat
E
It's been a long time comin'
grindin' in the streets
C#m
And we the monsters that
the world wanna be
E
F#
But can't nobody do it like we
G#m
We some fly gangstas
F#
E
We some fly gangstas
C#m
We some fly gangstas
B
F#
G#m
We some fly gangstas
C#m
We some fly gangstas
F#
G#m
C#m
E
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
You dig, you dig, you dig
F#
G#m
C#m
E
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
F#
Oh
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