Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
Guess who's back,
C
guess who's back
Am
It's what the streets created
Dm
Edim
Am
homie
G
Along with the homie Bozo
Am
C
Bb
Am
It's stomping from that soldier ring
F
Dm
What's up after, what's up after?
Em
Am
Sorry I'm scared
Let's clip up on these
motherfucking bitch made leather
C
Bb
Am
Show them what this high power
clique is all about
G
Am
Dm
I'm a fuckin' bitch
C
Am
Straight from the Blossom School
of Hard Knocks
I graduated with diners
So many stresses on my mind
C
So I'm chokin' on marijuana
Bb
Am
So I'm roamin' the streets
F
like I'm a dead man
Am
Walkin' nice, stalkin' I'm a criminal, dawg,
Dm
Em
I'm diggin' in pockets
Am
Revvin' the S in the L, the 1 to the 3
I'm comin' to bang,
I'm comin' with heat
Feel the discretion,
enemies missin'
C
Am
Catchin' the heat, get out the kitchen
I thought you knew
F
what's what the streets
created
Murderin' the first degree,
Dm
homie, that's premeditated
Em
Am
And I be packin' a 9, double A,
chrome nickel plated
Doctors tell you you're barely
sorry
C
Sometimes, they just don't make it
Am
If you got what I want, I'll take it
F
Revvin' my neighborhood silver like it
Catch me in a double act
Dm
I'm smoked out,
Am
pancakin' and I'm a threat
A brown skid, menace to society
Not Spice One,
C
but I'm rollin' with the strat
Am
Right beside me and I'm doin'
about 90
F
With these hoodos right behind me
Mr. Criminal under the rivers
Dm
Revvin' the south,
Em
that's how I'm ridin'
Am
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
G
Am
Slushed stars fly,
C
they tryin' to take mine
Am
Still here findin' these
F
nines and four fives
On the front line while I'm
Dm
livin' my lifetime
Am
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
C
Slug stars flyin', they tryin' to take mine
Am
Still here findin' these
F
nines and four -fives
Am
On the front line where
Dm
I'm livin' my lifetime
Em
Am
H .R. Sanchez the great,
bust with no debate
Why I hate,
C
Bb
conversate with a G about a crate
Am
Celebrate parole dates
F
with blunts and first dates
High stakes,
Dm
Em
shoot craps on blocks with yellow tape
Am
Never wait for trouble,
front line on the double
Never humble, can't stumble,
C
38 make a combo
Am
Cockrey jungle,
F
chronic weed by the bundle
Ask that blood,
Dm
mind, and heart when I rumble
Em
Am
This is my struggle, I lie and try,
here I wanna die
Mama tried but I don't do
C
a match with the sky
Am
F
Low ride with a pistol by my side
Little mama walking by
Dm
with the hood on her thigh
Em
Am
Still cry through sunshine
and laugh through dark times
Machiavelli in the back
C
saying la -da -da -da
Bb
Am
It's real violence that I'm living,
F
I'm still the unforgiving
Five -spit motherfucker,
Dm
Em
that's all that I'm get ting
Am
They either dy ing or crying,
I ain't lying
Sun starts flying,
C
they're trying to take mine
Bb
Am
F
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
Dm
my lifetime
Am
Pay ain't a dime, no crying, I ain't lying
Slug stars flying,
C
they're trying to take mine
Am
F
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
Dm
my lifetime
Em
Am
Straight criminal minded soldiers
G
living our lives on the crazy side
Am
C
Homicide, they love to get me,
Am
I ain't living right
And late at night,
F
me and crime taking up the life
Am
Dm
I plottin' schemes
so motherfuckers won't recognize
Am
My style's grim,
my heart says cold,
that's just chrome steel
C
The caps I feel, give me the stripes,
Soulja Inc's real
Am
And that's the deal, Bozo,
F
tell these Levites how you feel
Am
Dm
It's 50 cows and M1's
Em
up on the battlefield
Am
This ain't no love,
just hot slugs when the gats bust
C
And motherfuckers with no heart,
they don't want none
Am
It's big style,
F
say I'm crazy like a straight nut
Dm
I thought I told you motherfuckers,
Em
I don't give a fuck
Am
It's new picks, 7 -6 to the fuckin' deck
C
Just disrespect, get checked,
we got them all around clips
Am
I got the blood of a
F
Soulja in my fuckin' vein
Dm
I watch a homie die slow
so he can feel the
Am
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
C
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
Am
F
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
Dm
while I'm livin' my lifetime
Am
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
C
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
Am
F
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
Dm
C
Am
while I'm livin' my lifetime
G
Am
C
Am
F
Dm
you
Am
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