Tonart: G major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I can get a niggas off a whore
G
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If you want cut off the boat, nigga
Boston,
Georgia,
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But really niggas offers manure
Em
Got soldier niggas off in the cold,
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with red rags everywhere
G
Em
And I ain't one of them mother suckers to strike a witness,
beef your boy and take a dance
G
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Remember that next time you
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fight the player, you pull the
Em
L or the 7, automatically
you make a swear
G
Am
Straight caught on the track with
Snook,
Brim and
Scatterman
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We pull out them thangs,
Em
watch they whole clique scatter, man
G
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We ain't playin' no games,
team trained, like
Taliban
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Runnin' through soft sand,
automatics and caravans
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We gon' bring it home, some of the
Midwest finest
G
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Put the games to your nose,
something to clear up your sinus
G
Am
I could give it to your ugly pistol,
give you some guidance
Em
Dirty
Thug's such a deadly alliance
G
Am
Now wait, yeah,
Midwest
And
Em
I'ma stay reppin' sittin' until a
nigga put a hole in my vest
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Midwest
We gon' rep to the death
G
Em
Keep this game on lock
We the best of the best
G
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And sell dope, snort coke, road smoke
Get strong, gun smoke
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Midwest
From the north to the south
Em
To the east to the west
We gon' ride to the death
G
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I know you niggas hear
the clap in the song
The
Snuggly
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Don't make a player put a clap in your door
G
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I ride around with a strap and a zone,
Em
You can't even take a nap in your home,
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One eye open and one eye closed,
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One guy smoking and one guy froze,
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don't believe the shit that one guy told
G
Em
Cause I got 50 that I put up in the
bank for every one guy phoned
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I ain't afraid of shit, bitch, that's a fact
Em
You can throw me in prison,
I'ma act like it's summer camp
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You got them beaters, you best believers
Em
Act right, bitch, I get
Santa,
Jesus
G
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I pop a cap off in the
motherfuckin' snitch
Em
Then I send my boys off,
dig a motherfuckin' ditch
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I don't trip, I just handle my
money and my business
Em
Got no time to believe in the witness
And
Em
I'ma stay reppin' sittin' until a
nigga put a hole in my vest
G
Am
Midwest
We gon' rep to the death
G
Em
Keep this game on lock
We the best of the best
G
And sell dope, smirk up
Em
Road smoke, get strong
Gun smoke,
Am
From the north to the south
Em
To the east to the west
We gon' ride till the death
G
Am
Blood in, blood out
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Out those loco's homes,
when you're slinging that dope
Em
Don't talk on the phone,
G
Am
cause them federellis creep
G
Once you're off the street,
if they come at me
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cause you won't catch me
G
With my heart still beating
Em
I'ma go out with my chopper
straight singin'
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Shoot fast when I blast,
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bullet holes in your ass
Em
Jump in the ride, yo snug, hit the gas
G
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I'm from the town where
a shooter gets shot
Look like you're moving
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a little bit today
But to me you're not,
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I bleed your block
When we smoke
G's and glocks
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You feel the heat from our streets,
we squeeze and pop
Straight out the
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Midwest streets of fire
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Get your money and never
Nigga, please be quiet,
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fuck with grapevine, receive a riot
G
Em
You ain't bangin' just the internet,
thug
Microsoft,
Goliath
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Midwest,
Midwest
And
G
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I'ma stay representin' until a
nigga put a hole in my vest
G
Am
Midwest,
We gon' rep to the death,
G
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keep this game on lock
We the best of the best
Am
Midwest,
G
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No cell dope, snort coke, road smoke
Can't stroll, gun smoke
G
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Midwest,
From the north to the south,
Em
to the east, to the west
We gon' ride till the day
G
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Half the industry is puss and
soft like baby shit
Wrecking labels on that hatin'
and playing that shady shit
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Say what you say, bro,
you can't play me, ho
All we need is a couple niggas from that
KC mode
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We can show up at your house
clipped up and flagged out
And you're found at your spot
zipped up and dragged out
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Don't you park motherfuckers,
we ain't fucking around
So
I'ma go, let's scatter,
Em
shut this motherfucker down
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F#
We will shut this motherfucker down
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We will shut this motherfucker down
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We will shut this mothafucka down
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Scatter man and slug dreamer,
shut this mothafucka down
G
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I got the killer on my left and
the assassin on the right
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Strange music, gang music,
niggas blastin' in the night
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Slang to it, slang to it, hear my
Show up at the
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Source
Awards, niggas flashin' in they ice
G
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We all know for pushin'
Purdy's blood
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Probably never thought you'd
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With them dirty thugs, but this the
Midwest
We fuck over you,
C
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then fuck your kids next
Em
Then call my boss to buy
me out for what I did
Yeah,
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Midwest, and I'm a straight reppin'
Em
Sittin' until a nigga put
a hole in my vest
Am
we gon' rep to the death
G
Em
Keep this game on lock,
be the best of the best
Am
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Yeah, yeah,
Am
Midwest
Maceldo,
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Snorkel,
Rose
Bowl,
Kistro,
Gunsmoke
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Midwest, from the north to the south
Em
To the east to the west,
Outro 1
we gon' ride to the death
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