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