Tonart: G minor•
Verse 1
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I got pipe dreams of crack
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rocks and stripper poles
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Of fucking center folds
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So I got secrets only
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me and all my niggas know
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Of kicking in the doors
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I'll send a bitch to get ya
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So don't play fucking stupid
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I know you got the product
Gm
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'Cause I could smell the money
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I could taste the weed
Give me somethin' or a body,
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only way I'll leave
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I love to watch 'em squirm
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I love when bitches bleed
If she's sucking on the barrel,
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you can't hear her scream
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So kiss the fucking carpet
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This aggravated Larson
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And then I'm out the door
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It's monsters in your home
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Black gloves, mask on,
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muzzle plated chrome
Verse 2
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Who done called the cops on my niggas?
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Who done called the
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That's the first one to go
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Gm
The first shot I blow
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Gm
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
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Who done called the cops on my niggas?
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Verse 3
Gm
the number one shotta?
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Put a missile on you when I'm
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And you'll be thin, you'll be issue when I'm off it,
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I got the magazine from the pistol
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For any politician talkin' shit,
givin' issue
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Another black man in the street,
it's official
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We riding out the spirit,
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here go another pistol
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Ha, fuck, another cracka!
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Cop coming on my block
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for the answers
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Huh? I no got time for your question
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Huh, just put mi mommy
Verse 4
Gm
I hate the way I think,
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Gm
I hate the way it looms
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I hate the way the things I say
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incinerate a room
I know I'm tryna change,
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but it'll never work
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Just end up more broken
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down than when I started
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And that concrete feels the hardest
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every time I seem to touch it
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Started thinking I ain't meant for
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life but that's too deep
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Falling up into the ceiling while
I'm drowning in the
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Creek of my emotions trying
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Talking 'bout release dates
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I'm trying to make it to tomorrow
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Internal honesty could be the
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hardest pill to swallow
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Gm
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So I need two shots of everything
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that's on the fuckin' menu
Gm
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I'm dancing with myself; setting fire to the venue,
motherfucker
Verse 5
Gm
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Abm
Who done called the
Eb
That's the first one to go
Abm
Gm
The first shot I blow
Abm
Gm
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Who done called the cops
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Gm
on my niggas?
Verse 6
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Fuck you!
Gm
I'll break your neck so you can
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Gm
watch your back
Gm
I'll break your neck so you
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can watch your back
Gm
I'll break your neck so you
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Gm
can watch your back
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Fuck you!
Gm
I'll break your neck so you can
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watch your back
Eb
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Gm
Fuck you
Verse 7
Gm
Abm
My old friend fucked my girlfriend,
Gm
I should've shot him
Eb
Pray to god about him
Abm
Man, I hit the lotto
Gm
Yeah, my bitch got badder
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Gm
Shit, my ass got badder
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And I forgave them bitches
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Gm
So now it's off to millions
I been fucking sinning
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Gm
Hit the forehead, chest, left,
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Asses on the ceiling
Gm
And I got mirror feelings
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Gm
For all you lil' demons
Yeah, you see the chain
Eb
'Fore all you changed
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Gm
on me
Rearranged on me
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Suck a dick about it
Gm
I hope you get offended
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Gm
And this ain't clean shit
Abm
This is pissing off the yacht with
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Gm
Sippin' Cris' on ya
Bet ya life on it
Abm
I came to fight for it
Verse 8
Abm
Eb
Came in, raided all your pockets
And your bitch came in and
rubbed up on me
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Gm
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Abm
I'm burning rubber, I pulled up on you
Outro 1
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