Tonart: Bb minor
Intro 1
C#m
F#
Verse 1
boy,
country cracker,
attacker from Tennessee
The bread snacker out the truth south,
is you feelin' me?
F#m
F#
These boys killin' me, they so gangster
Tell us great whites weed
out them yard bird pranksters
C#m
Man they in danger,
flexin' they anger
Chokin' on my name,
watch your mouth or I'ma strangle ya
F#m
F#
Adjust my angle, bruh,
and let them thangs unload
Chop a shell straight to hell
F#m
F#
where you think you'll go
C#m
Come and test my flow,
we can't go toe -to -toe
Doe -for -doe, show -for -show,
anytime, let's roll
F#
I'll be the first to throw my doves up
Proud, hear me say it loud,
F#m
white boys in the town
C#m
The right hand of the boss,
the sergeant of these troops
Got my finger on the trigger,
white flag to my boots
F#m
F#
Jeans creased with a cuff,
right shoe laced out
I'ma give these boys a reason
to keep my name out they mouth
C#m
If my daddy was alive,
there'd be someone you could call
You could cry like a broad holler,
please call him out
F#m
But since my daddy gone
and you done did me wrong
F#
When I see you in the streets,
boy, it's on, it's on
C#m
If my daddy was alive,
there'd be someone you could call
You could cry like a broad holler,
please call him out
F#m
But since my daddy gone
and you done did me wrong
F#
When I see you in the streets,
boy, it's on, it's on
F#m
I'm the Tennessee Volunteer,
C#m
yeah, you know me
C#
I ain't new to this game,
C#m
F#
C#m
I'm like VI P
F#
On these back roads,
C#m
sippin' out the jar of sweet tea
F#
Blowing on that Berry Light,
Northern Cali crossbreed
C#m
I'm a straight paper chaser,
I bout my cheddar
F#
C#m
January to December
F#
C#m
Profile clean, but you know better
F#
Cause I stay in these streets
F#m
C#m
F#m
F#
like a real go -getter
C#m
Dirty South cracker,
from the sticks to the bricks
Gon' play with my fetid,
boy, I put you in the mix
F#m
F#
Got them money bag goons
F#m
straight posted on your six
F#
Just waitin' for that...
C#m
F#
Leave you in the ditch
C#m
Yeah, it's that white boy music,
you done heard it before
But you ain't hear it full circle
till you heard it from Smoke
F#m
F#
I just give it to you plain,
true, simple, and slow
So either buy the CD
or catch me live at a show
C#m
And get the realest from the country,
truth south in my blood
A bunch of rowdy white boys,
what you think that it was?
F#
We be down with them clowns,
but we strapped with them dubs
So if it's trouble that you're looking for,
get ready for us
C#m
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