Tonart: Bb major
Intro 1
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Gm
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Verse 1
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Rollin' on my swangers, nigga, I'm straight
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Bb
If you wanna get paid,
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it ain't never too late
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I got the Tek -9, the pump inside
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Bb
My motherfuckin' driver,
Gm
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that's all I need to ride
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It's straight up gun smoke, legs broke,
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necks choked, money dope
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Straight up killas, no feelings
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I'm on a jet mission,
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peepin' out the shit real slow
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Gm
In my fuckin' Hoopty and
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now it's time to go get it
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And I don't give a fuck if
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ya niggas ain't with it
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You know how it is
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when a motherfuckin' starvin'
So I'm gonna get mine
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by doin' some motherfuckin' robbin'
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Jumped out the hoopie,
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told my driver to hold up
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Throw it in my clip,
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I'm finna make this fool's fold up
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I'm goin' by myself and
Gm
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I'm bustin' a nine
Gm
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it was my motherfuckin' time
I don't fear death
and I don't bother them niggas
The sword is my nine,
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Bb
I guess I'll die by the trigger
Cause all I'm searchin' for is
them fat -ass cookies
Don't fuck with this shit
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if you ain't nothin' but
a rookie
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Approachin' the premises
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like a motherfuckin' cat
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because I know where it's at
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peep through the window for a second
To check shit out,
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because a nigga unexpected
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I see one fool,
Gm
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C
gettin' flooded at water
it's finna be a slaughter
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Ran to the front door,
didn't make no noise
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Bb
Gm
Kick that motherfuckin' head
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Put my knife to the door,
but my front's victim
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Bb
And I don't want to hear no shit
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because I'm gonna kill them
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They did my bags fast as
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G
One full of cookies and the
other full of powder
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Looking at the cookies a lot was still wet
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But I still ain't seen no
motherfucking money yet
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One drop as I tried to flee
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Another one got
Dumped on the floor
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because I know that I made it
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When one time come that says drug related
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To deck a motherfuckin'
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More power to me, watch your back,
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fool I'm on a Jack mission
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and make the board a gift for the end
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Lizayek, Dizam, Fizu is Ashnaziga
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and make the board a gift for the end
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D
Lizayek, Dizam, Fizu is Ashnaziga
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or get your ass shot the fuck up
comin' with the Glock cock
The knives to your head,
drop the cash like it's hot
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No need for a ski mask,
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cause after I get the grip
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You'll be broke with slugs,
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then drugged to a ditch
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Motherfuckers can't fake me
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I got bitches that's down
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to set a nigga up for the kidnap
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First comes the 211,
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then your 187 after I got your funds
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Breakin' em all proper,
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identities like the shocker
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Gm
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When you beat me, I got you,
Betty Crocker
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up in niggas' houses
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Gm
Torturing your spouses,
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give up the cash and the ounces
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before I break your fucking armor
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Gm
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You ain't got no money,
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TMT, heat up the arm
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Burnt his bitch,
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he said the money's in a chair
to say a prayer
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Slacking, lacking, tripping,
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And now he's smoked and broke
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from the motherfucking jack mission
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and make good money, give it here
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Let's say it, Dizam, Fizu is asking Zika
I'm takin' what I want
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and makin' it more than
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good for the end
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Lizay it, Dizam,
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Give up what you got or get your ass
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Once my niggity -niggity nine milli'
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Your ass'll get robbed
Gm
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and shot on the spot
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No need to wish for another
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fuckin' chance
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Cause the two -legged hoes,
Gm
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they already shitted and
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D
pissed in your pants
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Most niggas get ripped off,
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Gm
And bodies found after they
Gm
You're bound to bangle this,
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take it, everything you got
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And if you don't cooperate,
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you gon' get well
Gm
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Here's how I will, nigga, jack, huh
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I just take what I want with my gat
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I catch you slippin' at the
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motherfuckin' red light
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Gm
I just follow you from the
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C
club on a late night
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G
Whatever the fuck I want,
you're gonna give it here
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G
Or you'll ask to wind up in a test of care
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You shouldn't have bullshitted me
Gm
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in the first place
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G
He should've just opened up
the motherfuckin' safe
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Gm
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Yo, money is the root of all evil
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Gm
And I'ma do what I gotta
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Gm
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Even if it mean I have to take me a life
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Of man, son, daughter, or even a wife
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Gm
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With 45 different ways to jack ya
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And when I drop your fuckin' ass,
they have to pack ya
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Up until the motherfuckin' wind
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As I'm collectin' my ends,
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My lifestyle ain't just about jackin'
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I'm also pistol -packin',
base -stackin'
And doin' a lot of bitch -mackin'
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But back to the fuckin' subject
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The reason I do the shit I do
is cause I love it
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This here another self -aware game
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Fuck all y 'all shit,
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I'm a sumbitch all up, so you better listen
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Gm
I stay paid like a motherfucker,
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bitch, I'm on a jackmist
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I'm takin' what I want
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and make the money give it here
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Let's say it, Dizam,
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Fizu is asking a ziggum
I'm taking what I want
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Bb
and make you wanna give it here
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Let's say it, Dizam,
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Fizu is asking a ziggum
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or get your ass shot the fuck up
What's up, man?
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