Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Em
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Hullify this the shit
and all you fools should know
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It's said that I was in this bitch
and ripping it up on smoke
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Come on tighter than a virgin
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Make your motherfuckers shiver
G
when they witness my gack
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Leaving enemies deceased
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when their bodies are found
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And if I happen to have a shovel
then you'll be underground
Fuck your camp,
ain't no fucking with me
Am
Mess around and find yourself
somewhere else eternally
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It's a trip,
how so many want to see drop dead?
G
Am
And if it's you,
then I'm gonna paint your
whole block red
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Ain't nobody ever gonna
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And if they do, watch me poop
and leave the body in smoke
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I'm quickly gone from the scene
cause I can't get caught
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Three strikes, fuck that,
Dm
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I'd rather die with my Glock
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Cause doin' time is a bitch,
Am
G
goin' back to the pen
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But if it happens, then it happens,
it's the life that I live
Money brings power,
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Forty -five's a text,
Dm
G
ain't that your chest?
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Book the proof, that's a homie,
don't stress
Am
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Cause Antifa is takin' over the West
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Forty -five's a text,
Dm
G
ain't that your chest?
Am
Book the proof, that's a homie,
Am
Cause Antifa is takin'
We be the devils on your block,
posted up with glocks
G
automatic weaponry that pops
It's hella FOD motherfuckers,
why don't you step up?
Am
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Shit talkin' to the be
st'll get you wet up
Throw your sets up if you bang,
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I give it up for the hood
ain't nothin' changed
Em
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Brought the H2 and the pinky ring
Am
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Mexican celebrity in the game,
fuck the fame
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All I want is money,
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your bitch is a big as s crib
Dm
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Rack six, four hittin' switches,
E
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I fix the glitches, so now it's on
G
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Worldwide, internationally known
G
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Around the globe, party with the Diablos
Dm
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Rip it up and show money over bitches
Dm
G
So fuck all you hoes
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I be the one impossible to clone
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I'm the king of hell, I sit alone in my throne
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Money brings power,
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Forty -five's a text,
Dm
G
ain't that your chest?
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Bug the booth, that's our home,
Am
G
we don't stress
Am
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Cause alibi's taking over the West
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Forty -five's a text,
Am
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But the proof that's a homie,
don't stress
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Cause Hattifah is taking
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When my gat starts busting,
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I'ma see your boy stumble
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Bullets hit the body
G
while I watch them fools tumble
Am
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West Sandthra, coming at you,
who wanna bring it?
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Come and meet your doom
Dm
G
and see how much I really mean it
I'm a hustler,
Am
G
with the reputation of a thugster
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Known around the hood
Dm
G
and never treated like a buster
So watch ya, bitch is gonna do
when I approach ya
Dm
G
and someone else who could coach ya
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Cause I ain't even trippin' where you from
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I'll show you I'm a gangsta,
Dm
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not no fuckin' rap star
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So many seem to doubt me,
G
why they do, I never know
and they just think I'm studio
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But I'll tell you from the start
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Doin' dirt and makin' music,
it's my time to shine
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Em
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I'm just a G, Riverside, I .E., who on a trip?
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If you're down with my squad,
rap and load up your shit
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Money brings power,
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Forty -five some texts,
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Buck the blue vests,
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Cause Anafon's takin'
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Forty -five's a text,
Dm
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ain't that your chest?
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Book the booth vest,
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Cause Santa Fe's taking over the West
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Thanks
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