Tonart: E major
Verse 1
B
A
B
A
Bm
A
Ay o, let's get papers and pop
B
A
more with hoes up in skyscrapers
And condominiums overlooking
F#m
Bm
our drug capers
New
York
A
City, no only way to play is gritty
F#m
A
I want cheddar so we can front up in the
Bm
B
A
My whole committee like the
Puff
Al's or
No
Jiggy
Who want test this?
B
F#m
Might see me leave you chestless
Bm
B
A
It ain't shit that you can say to me
When you be breathless
Young but I done did
Shit that you won't do
Bm
A
Sink your head with that bullshit
You blab about going through
I got niggas who pump
On your block and in your spot
F#m
Bm
Who sit next to you, protectin' you
But they'll murder you,
playin' down status
C
Bm
Nigga, we gettin' chips and sis
B
A
And bad bitches, sis,
threatenin' clips and
with a lot, be takin' nots
C#m
A
From the out of state spots
B
A
B
A
Any nigga make it hot,
get found and bake a lot
You don't really wanna come try
B
A
The one guy who stays
Bm
B
dumb high from blunt
lot
The racket sang, sang alumni
A
Who got more beef than the
So I pack enough sonic arms
A
And neutralize the atomic bomb
B
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My
F#m
Bm
A
AK slay gays, spray strays,
niggas names on it
E
A
F#m
Often I bug them but soften the thug
F#
Bm
Have a chump coughing blood,
A
fill his coffin with slugs
G
F#m
Yo you know I got enough
E
F#m
guns to wreck a nation
Bm
B
Bm
A
Any nigga wave a techie mason,
have a explanation
F#m
You bring your crew in them,
I'm doing them
Then I'm beating them
Bm
B
down with aluminum
F#m
A
Then I'm putting two in them
I've been devil sent
F#m
Bm
Wanted for investment
C
A lot of other things but that's irrelevant
A
B
then prepare to die for it
C#
F#
Niggas done started somethin'
F#m
B
A
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
C#
F#
B
Nig gas done started somethin'
F#m
Bm
A
If you love the money,
B
then prepare to die for it
F#m
B
Niggas done started somethin'
F#
B
A
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
B
F#
B
Niggas done started somethin'
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like
Sosa
Never turn down
F#m
Cho -Chi, bein' the co -star
Bm
A
B
Rika, sippin' margaritas
A
B
with her mami
B
Tommy, showin' love to my army
Bm
B
Whenever the locks find rippy blocks,
F#m
but I still don't feel em
Bm
B
And this is for the listeners
C#m
B
and prisoners
C#m
And them jealous rap cats
B
F#m
that prefer dissin' us
you can feel em in your vein
Like
C
Sugar
Hill
B
Bm
B
J be the cause for the
A
B
kiss at your wake
A
C#m
F#m
Cartel lips spittin' clips at your face
Bm
B
We started from the bottom,
you'll see bad niggas party
F#m
B
F#m
Whatever, we can do it at the garden
B
A
Word life, this shit is real big
B
I'm makin' niggas blow trial
even if they not guilty
I'm on the palace for my thugs,
with oriental rugs
Bring back some drugs,
Bm
B
Twenty niggas battin' me,
C#
still couldn't shatter me
A
C#m
I'm only gettin' up,
B
splittin' up your anatomy
F#m
Bm
Official
B
A
B
Locke family, ranch niggas handin' me
I want the finer things,
A
F#m
and I hope you understand me
Bm
B
A
B
Sit tin' at the table plannin',
B
Bm
Let the sweat dry off and
F#m
then grab the cannon
Bm
A
Think the smartest and
retaliate the hardest
C#m
C#
B
F#m
Regardless if you a thug or a rap artist
Pesci
And if rap was hockey, I'd be
Puffin'
Bm
A
And y 'all niggas done
C#m
B
Actin' invincible like you
C#m
I'ma mix a lot till you rot
And if you a player,
B
then play for everything you got
Bm
B
And if you a thug,
A
then start bustin' off shots
you better bite before you bark
then prepare to die for it
B
Niggas done started somethin'
F#m
Bm
B
You can lay in the flames or
A
F#m
hug the sky for it
somethin'
Bm
Don't come at me with no bullshit,
F#
G
F#m
Cause when I wet shit,
I dead shit, like abortion
Bm
It's for bigger portions of
B
extortion and racketeering
F#m
B
F#m
Got niggas fearin', fuck what you heard,
just what you hearin'
B
A
How much darker must it get,
B
A
C#
how much harder must it hit
F#m
A
See if your heart is niggas flippin'
B
F#m
when I start a bunch of shit
Bm
I like pussy, but not up in my face,
so give me three feet
B
Bm
Cause when we creep, no more than three deep,
F#
B
F#
F#m
shit buried in the mud
Following chases of
gunpowder residue and blood
A
ID is impossible, so you know
B
John
Doe is what they gon' be putting
A
on that tag on your tongue
B
E
A
Now who gon' tell your mother her baby's
F#m
A
under a cover in the morgue
C#m
E
B
F#m
B
Sniffers of logs nipped out by the dogs
I still have a hard -headed
nigga that wouldn't listen
A
So you got what you came for,
C#m
A
F#m
B
surgery with a chainsaw
A
B
I hit the fuckin' streets, cause like I said before,
ain't nothin' goin' down until I eat
F#m
B
Motherfuckers think it's all about impressin'
bitches and stressin' bitches
While I'm testin' bitches, gang,
F#m
undressin' bitches and caressin' bitches
B
And dealin' with motherfuckers on all levels,
what I'm dealin' with is all devils
Fuckin' with snakes,
B
runnin' with niggas you call rebels
Bm
B
I got an army of 730 niggas,
dirty niggas that come through and worry niggas
F#
F#m
30 niggas that like to bury niggas,
B
and scary niggas get it all the time
Cause what they got is all of mine,
C
your man was talkin' shit until I pulled the 9
B
And if I don't know you,
F#m
I don't fuck with you
And if you with my man,
A
then he getting stuck with you
F#m
B
And gave it to money,
cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
F#m
Sent his back through his chest,
then I tossed a nine
Gotti
F#m
A
I stack bodies with the black shottie
Bitch -ass niggas that act snotty
Get it!
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