Tonart: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Dre, I see dead people
Modern vampires of the city
Antiblood Blood Blood Yo, Dre
Gm
Thought I was dead West
Eb
Gm
F
Eb
Coast
Cm
I'm the doctor's advocate
Cm
brought me back from the dead
That's why they call him the doctor
The Mavs gon' drop him,
Gm
and 50 ain't rockin'
It's okay, I get it poppin'
Gm
Cm
Whole club rockin' like a 6 -4 Impala
G
Gm
G
Cm
Drink Chris, throw it up, call it shit
G
Cm
Hydraulics, them bits in the cup
Gm
Call it shit, hypnotic, I bleed confident
Bb
F
Gm
Cm
Spit crack, it's shit chronic
And you new niggas ain't
Cm
Bathe in eight -shoe niggas,
Gm
Eb
I'm talkin' to you, nigga
F
throwin' up Westside, man
Cm
Sell an other five million albums,
yes I am
Gm
Cm
Fresh like damn,
Gm
this nigga did it again,
Cm
a hundred thousand on his neck
G
Gm
L .A. above the brim,
G
Cm
inside the Lambo,
Gm
shotgun with schnook
Gm
G
fuckin' West Coast
Cm
Eb
be without one Cripple?
Cm
Gm
Eb
Cm
Gm
Eb
Cm
I'm from the west side
of the 6 -4 Impala
When niggas say where you from,
we don't never say holla
Bandana on the right side,
gun on the left side
Niggas in New York
know how to throw off the west side
Word to easy, I'm so ill, believe me,
I made room for cheesy
But the rest of you niggas
better be glad you breathing
All I need is one reason, I'm the king
Bb
Eb
And Drake said if the West Coast need me
Cm
I don't know why you niggas
keep trying me
Eb
Gm
Cm
Everybody know that I'm the
heir to the Aftermath Dynasty
And I ain't gotta make shit for the club
What DJ gon' turn down a 38 snub?
You 38 and you still rap it up
I'm 26, nigga, so is the Dubs
G
Cm
On the 07 Hummer, hop out,
Eb
When the clonic smoke clear,
all you gon' see is
Cm
Gm
Cm
One blood, one blood,
G
Cm
G
one blood, one blood
Cm
Eb
Cm
I ain't got beef with 50,
no beef with J
What's beef when you gettin' head
Cm
And the double game chains,
I keep them on display
Black t -shirts, so all you see is the A
Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A
You niggas better make up a dance
and try to get radio play
Gm
Cm
Keep on snappin' your fingers,
I ain't goin' away
Eb
I don't regret what I spent,
cause I know what I say
Cm
And niggas talkin' bout me,
they don't know when to stop
Gm
Cm
I got the Louis Vuitton belt
buckle holdin' the clock
No beam, no silencer,
I know when to pop
Way too Lil Jon come on and let off a shot
I had the number one Billboard spot
Gm
Cm
Niggas stepped on my fingers
and I climbed right back to the top
I'm big, I'm cute, I'm Nas, I'm pop
Gm
Eb
This ain't shit but a warning
бл meet - meet, meet meet demand
Eb
F
Eb
One blo one blo - one blo - one blo
Cm
Blare Bler Blare Blere
Blere blere blere blere
You
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