Focused Akkorde von
Lil’ Wil
Lil’ Wil

N/A1 Aufrufe
Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
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Uh huh, uh huh, yeah uh
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C#m
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C#m
C#m
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh,
Riding on my dick, I'm tired of this shit,
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But I keep pushing,
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C#m
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Grinding with my click, I'm focused,
Yeah mama I made it, I'm focused,
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G#
Yeah mama they hat in',
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C#m
Riding on my dick, I'm tired of this shit,
But I keep coasting,
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Ridin' with my clique, I'm fo cused
Yeah, mama, I made it I'm focused
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C#m
Yeah, mama, they hatin'
Money's my motivation
Tryin' to sew up the nation
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Nothin' good comin' to a
motherfucker who lazy
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Better get up and chase it
Sittin' on your ass hatin'
That ain't gon' get you shit
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But a bad situation
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Young nigga pistol crazy
Born in the mid -80s
Was a misfit,
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baby Pop was incarcerated
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Streets made me turn out nothin'
How my momma raised me,
ridin' with an old Mac
-90 Barrel tape neat,
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38 under the seat next to an O .E.
Smokin' a whole tree,
feelin' like an O .G.
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Ain't even 21,
but the whole hood know me
You'll have to show me
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with a whole beat
I'm a beast, really badass,
so you really gangster
Built up your anger,
went and bought you a banger
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You let the hood change ya,
you know that ain't ya
Fuck with a real goon and
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C#m
end up stank in'
Friday on my dick, I'm tired of this shit
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But I keep pushin',
grindin' with my click
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I'm fo cused, yeah mama I made it
G#
G#
I'm focused, yeah mama they hatin'
C#m
C#m
Friday on my dick, I'm tired of this shit
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But I keep coastin', ridin' with my click
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I'm focused, yeah mama I made it
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C#m
I'm focused, yeah mama they hatin'
My sudden playalistic dialect,
got certain side effects
Rated next, one of the best
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to the opposite sex
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But now I roll with text,
AKs and handguns
Fendin' like pythons,
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droppin' bombs like Vietnams
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Niggas don't want none,
pass me the timing gun
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So I can time it up this time
and in his tummy, son
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Nigga come and get some,
you're fuckin' with the wrong one
Yeah I'm young, but bitch,
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I got a grown gun
And you can meet him if you want,
I'll chill easy on the corner
With an ounce of marijuana
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and two gats cause I'm a loner
As I sip on this corona,
feeling like I'm in a coma
I've got beef, then watch your tone,
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C#m
I'm naggin' stiffer than a boner
Why you flippin' and buggin'?
I'm just clickin' and huggin'
You mentally strugglin', bitch,
I ain't screamin' school week for nothin'
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If you fear that you're bussin',
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I'll bust me then I'm the dick,
y 'all pussies shouldn't
be fuckin' with
Body on my dick, I'm tired of this shit
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But I keep pushin',
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C#m
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grindin' with my clique,
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I'm focused
Yeah, mama, I made it, I'm focused
G#
G#
Yeah, mama, they hatin'
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C#m
Why they on my dick?
I'm tired of this shit
But I keep coastin',
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ridin' with my clique
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I'm fo cused
Yeah, mama, I made it, I'm focused
G#
G#
Yeah, mama, they hatin'
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C#m

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