Tonart: C minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
like the tip of a blunt
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cashing checks like you do
Eb
on the first of the month
twistin up a fat sack
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young brown and dangerous
Cm
ag gressive & hungry
Gm
hi power is a motherfucking army
salute to the general
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the one that's known as criminal
Gm
still on the billboards
Cm
coming with the sickest flows
Bb
still breaking pounds
Cm
on the motherfucking digital
the heard about em
talk about em
I bring the music that
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Eb
the cd stores sold out of
Gm
they know the movement so bad
they know the label
Bb
them young hispanics
Cm
they left the west coast disabled
Gm
it's hi- power till the day i die
fuck a record contract
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they said this shit was a way of life
Gm
and i ain't talking about no papers
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I'm talking about loyalty ese
Cm
with middle fingers to the haters
Gm
playa haters & investigators
Cm
stay the fuck up out of the way
Gm
Fm
running on that chevrolet
Eb
believe i let them balas spray
Cm
like it was a robbery
Cm
no matter the economy
Verse 2
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before i finish my sentence
Gm
these haters dissed in the past
Cm
but now they beg for forgiveness
Bb
some of us wished they would left
Cm
they see us begging and wishing
Gm
that i would spit a on that shit
maybe do a hook for em
F
no love for these busters
Fm
Eb
criminal straight ignores em
Gm
then i scape to the back
with a blunt of that dank
Bb
give a fuck what you think
Cm
steady risen in the blaze
Gm
in this west coat latin rap
steady risen let's toast
and bow to the label
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that's known to represent most
Gm
haha now take a look at the shelves
Cm
Then take a look at your sales
Gm
with your sorry ass music
and your sorry ass life
in your sorry ass clothes
Eb
fools crying on the mic
Gm
than they calling on my cell
Cm
tryin to cry on my shoulders
Cm
you get no love from the soldiers
Gm
so save your call levas
and save your texts
F
and the fans will figure shit
Eb
so just save your breath
Cm
than you're playing with death
Bb
i smash motherfuckers ese
Verse 3
Gm
And any motherfucking rider
roll over to this cat
F
on the way to benihanas
with the rhug & tec
Eb
Gm
growing up since a youngsta
yeah i knew them vets
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and they schooled me right
I almost lost my motivation
F
cause the game is full of snakes
Eb
and the shit was getting tasteless
Gm
but the weak fell off
and the wackness was replaced
Bb
with the new motivation
Cm
so I throw it in they face
only the strong survive
I proved it
and death before dishonor
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came and left haters clueless
Gm
since i was a youngsta
I had love for this music
Cm
that i have a chance to do this
Gm
travel around the world
make money for my new shit
fans going crazy
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every time I drop a new hit
Gm
rappers rap & talk about ballin'
Bb
blue & white diamonds
Cm
on my motherfucking new shit
Gm
catch me drinking pisto with my kids
at the dodger game
in this latin rap game
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Eb
toss me in the hall of fame
Gm
I got love for my homies
Cm
no tolerance for lames
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with a bad attitude
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with your wack ass low budget half ass
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sorry ass little cracker jack trash
Gm
I take this shit to the bank
with my stacks
Bb
and tell the world don't trip
Cm
the assassin is back ese
Outro 1
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