Tonart: D# minor
Intro 1
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Ab
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Verse 1
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Gold dummies,
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server bundles are raw
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Nig gas get shot,
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fiend s poke, hop in they arms
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Accurate to Seattle,
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we be hustlin' hard
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Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms,
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see my hustlin' scars
Gb
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In the 745, doin' the buck fifty
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My watch and my chain,
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we doin' the buck fifty
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Ab
You can get ten out the
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door for a buck fifty
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Gb
Amportino got work, my nigga,
come fuck with me
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Try and play on this road
and get your soul snatched
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Bbm
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I can tell that it's new,
this ain't the old batch
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I can smell through the bag
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because the odor's reekin'
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All of my engines are new,
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none of my motors squeakin'
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My girls all on my phone
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with baby mama drama
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I smoke hella tree
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just to ease through all the trauma
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I got rank where I'm from,
like Franklin from Snowfall
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I ain't tryin' to ball fast,
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I'm cool with the slow ball
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I ain't tryin' to fall fast,
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I'm tryin' to last long
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We knock the album out quick,
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we on the last song
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I'm the last
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Don, double -disc masterpiece
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Ampedesius,
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a lyrical catastrophe
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I'm pouring G in these streets
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the way I be regulatin'
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If you try to touch me,
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then you'll be levitatin'
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Flyin' down Rainier
like I'm a reindeer
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I'm from Seattle
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and I got all of my game here
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Fm
Go dummy, server bundles are raw
Gb
Bbm
Niggas get shot, fiends poke,
Fm
hop in they arms
Gb
Ab
Bbm
Accurate to Seattle, we be hustlin' hard
Ab
Gb
Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
See my hustlin' stars
Gb
Fm
Bbm
Fm
In the 745, doin' a buck fifty
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My watch and my chain,
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we doin' a buck fifty
Gb
Ab
You can get ten off the
dole for a buck fifty
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Fm
Ampatino got work,
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my nigga come fuck with you
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So real, cold steel,
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all cash up front is no deals
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Ab
Cold chills when I open
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Ab
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the package up
To be real,
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all these rappers wack as fuck
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My bitch keep actin' up
So I went to the car lot
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and bought an Acura
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Hit her with the pole,
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Fm
told her it's a gold
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Put her on the road,
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she came back with the load
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This world cold,
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so you better keep a straight smoke tree
Fm
But never seen my teeth in the pig
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From OZs to Hokies
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It's so deep I went
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from H to Hokies
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Get no sleep
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A .M .P. I'm so dope
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If you ain't coppin'
work from the mob
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Gb
It's no hoes, go broke
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Tryna war with us
It's no joke
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Plus I shoot like the
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Warriors I won't smoke
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Go dummy, several bundles of raw
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Gb
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Niggas get shot, fiends poke,
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hop in they arms
Gb
Ab
Bbm
Accra to Seattle, we be hustlin' hard
Ab
Gb
Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms,
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
see my hustlin' scars
Gb
Fm
Bbm
In the 745, doin' the buck fifty
Ab
Bbm
Gb
My watch and my chain,
Bbm
Fm
we doin' the buck fifty
Gb
Ab
You can get ten off the door
for a buck fifty
Fm
Gb
Ampuccino got work, my nigga,
Ab
Ab
Fm
Ab
come fuck with me
Ab
Fm
Gb
Bbm
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Bbm
Gb
Outro 1
You
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