Tonart: F major
Intro 1
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You know how we do it when we
Verse 1
rollin' and smashin'
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West Coast, South Side,
in a high -powered fashion
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Puttin' the camp on a map
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and it's somethin'
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And it's like that, so I think we gotta let em know,
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love, I few will hate
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while many that's a life of criminal
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Hello, and it's the one you cannot see,
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to know me is to hate me
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and they call me Capone
Moms are let loose, baby,
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there ain't no holdin' me down,
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to the top is where I'm headed,
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how you likin' me now?
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All the salt that you're shakin'
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just ain't makin' me quit,
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I got a vision blowin' up
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with that high power click
What's up, Snaps, Capone,
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Marlowe, Scrappy,
and the rest,
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they wanna hate on real riders
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Cause we're making it,
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guess, but I sug gest
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You put that bullshit to a rest
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Cause the ammo that I spit
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can't be protected
by your vest
Nevertheless,
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there's always someone trying to test
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I hope his family prays
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so his soul can be blessed
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First he wanted to trip,
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but then he got into a mess
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I told these motherfuckers don't stress
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Yo, this is my time to shine,
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left alone, my life a crime
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Now I'm picking up my pen
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and getting paid
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From my rise till the day that I die
I'm beginning to win,
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so I guess I'm in this bitch from beginning to end
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You know how we do it
when we rolling and smashing
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West coast, south side,
in a high power fashion
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Put in a camp on the map
and it's something like that
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Fully strapped to a tat,
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so watch your fucking back
And it's like that,
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so I think we gotta let em know
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Love how few are hating my mini,
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that's a life of criminal
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Hello, and it's the one you cannot see
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To know me is to hate me
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and they com ing up on me
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Ooh wee, on this gangsta mix
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Jump down from my bop,
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your fools wanna trip
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On the gangsta lean, enemies to bleed
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I'ma come up with my AR -15,
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bitch please
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We suck a free and we ain't gonna stop
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In a way that never finish
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till our albums drop
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Top, top, top,
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it's what we do all the time
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Sound scan underground
with a platinum vibe
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Where the summer shine,
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in this killer Cali state
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Elevate as we demonstrate
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the mu sic we create
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Never fake, always regulate,
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participate, celebrate
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Watchin' for them snakes,
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shakin' haters by the freight
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Penetrate, but this is all I ain't done
One by one they come,
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and one by one they sprung
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We ain't done, son,
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we on top of the league
You know how we do it,
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just makin' them G's
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You know how we do it
when we rollin' and smashin'
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West coast, south side,
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in a half -hour fashion
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Puttin' the camp on a map
and it's somethin' like that
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Fully strapped to attack,
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so watch your fuckin' back
And it's like that,
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so I think we gotta let em know
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Love how few are hated by many,
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that's the life of criminal
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Hello, huh,
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and it's the one you cannot see
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To know me is to hate me,
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and they call me the pony
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Now you motherfuckers know
exactly where we're comin' from
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The pony criminal, here we come,
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get tin' the job done
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Number one in this game,
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could give a damn about the fame
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In it for the dollars change,
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yo fuck the chump change
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Rearrange the game
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and drop some real shit bruh
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Big Southside life
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and we're coming off tight
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Ignite the spike,
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what these bitches gotta say
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All day, everyday making hits that pay
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Hard way, overspray,
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that's the way that it is
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Cm
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Top biz never slip up in this rapping bin
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Tricks are for kids,
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so leave that chump shit at home
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Domination when you're facing
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criminal and capone
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Packin' crones in our zone
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and we never can be faked
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Player hated, innovated,
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everything gang related
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Now we made it, why you hatin'?
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We the truest of the fewest
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and you know how we do it
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You know how we do it
when we rollin' and smashin'
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West Coast
Outside in a hop -hop fashion
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Put in the camp while I'm laughin'
It's something like that
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Bullets strapped, you attached,
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so watch your fuckin' back
And it's like that,
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so I think we gotta let em know
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Love, I feel we're hittin' my mini,
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that's a life of criminal
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Hello, an d it's the one you cannot see
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To know me is to hate me,
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and they call me a phony
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You know how we do it
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when we rollin' and smashin'
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West Coast
Outside in a hop -hop fashion
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Put in a camp while I'm laughing
It's something like that
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Footage strapped to a desk
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So watch your fucking back
And it's like that
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So I think we gotta let them know
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Love how few are hated by many
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That's a libel criminal
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Hello, an d it's the one you cannot see
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To know me is to hate me
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And they call me the phony
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Gm
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You
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