Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
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Yeah
Em
y'all,
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C
Em
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this the Triangle Offense
Em
Ghetto Fab, Paul Cain,
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Joe Buddens
We all 'Street Dreams', at
one time or another
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C
Em
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Fast cars, cash, money, hustlin',
Em
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c'mon y'all, Desert Storm
Verse 2
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Some niggas thug and some
niggas is bitch
Em
Some niggas'll rob and some
niggas'll pitch
Some niggas ain't got shit,
some niggas rich
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Em
Some niggas do the time
and some live as a snitch
Verse 3
Em
Now some niggas like to pull out and talk,
some niggas pop off
Some niggas found they way to the top,
some niggas got lost
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Em
Some niggas keep it thorough in jail,
Em
Some niggas ride hard top Coupe,
I pull the top off
Verse 4
Em
And quick to speed off on the jake
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Em
Quick to back, any nigga gettin' money,
come up off of the safe
Fuck the city, I'm extortin' the state
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I'm like O, from the 'Wire', walk
Em
wit a sawed- off and a .8
Em
never talk wit a snake
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When you kill a nigga you
Verse 5
love,
Em
you pay for the coffin' and weight
D
Em
Get you wrapped up and tossed in a lake
If you can't get the whole pie,
just take ya portion and skate
Don't fuck wit niggas,
if they soft or they fake
Verse 6
Em
gas
going back and forth
To court could relate,
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Em
fuck wit me and I'ma alter ya fate
Send some wolves after ya girl
I specialize in torture and rape
Verse 7
Em
most
Em
Cain talk the type of shit,
niggas get killed for
Whatever it's gon' be, let it be,
E
I ain't waistin' a slug
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Em
And time is money and when it come to mind,
D
take it in blood, nigga
Verse 8
Em
Some niggas thug and
some niggas is bitch
Some niggas rob and some
niggas'll pitch
Some niggas ain't got nothin',
some niggas rich
Some niggas do the time and
Verse 9
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D
Em
I ain't sling the clip at the last lane
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Em
And ran to the cops to bring the
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E
D
tips of the last names
(Nigga)
Like I ain't bring the shipments
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and past caine
Em
D
And sticky that'll leave ya finger tips
Em
D
wit the grass stains
(Nigga)
Verse 10
Em
Like I don't swing and zip through
Would you believe,
Em
D
this ringer chipped me a fast range?
(Nigga)
Em
Like I ain't sling on
stips, till my past fame
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Em
E
And stacked it up, like the Pringle chips,
Em
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when the cash came
(Nigga)
Em
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Like I ain't fling and dip, when
Verse 11
Em
Em
I knew these niggas sing like pits,
Em
The singles chipped in my ass changed
But this player never pay for,
them rings and whips, just to gas dance
Verse 12
Em
I'm why you stay in touch wit ya writer
Even made you pick up ya pen
and start clutchin' it tighter
I ain't much of a fighter but I know,
everything
About rollin' up,
like a Dutch in a Spyder
Verse 13
My dope is much more than whiter
Em
One hit'll have the fiends yellin' out
They need crutches and lighters
The Fed's can't touch or indict us
And the hoes can't even get numbers
They wanna stay in touch,
they could write us, nigga
Verse 14
Em
Some niggas thug and some
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Em
D
niggas is bitch
C
Em
Some niggas rob and
some niggas'll pitch
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Em
Some niggas ain't got shit,
Em
Some niggas do the time
D
and some live as a snitch
Verse 15
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Em
Listen, listen, I lived that life,
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C
Em
D
The kidnap life, the kid's that wise,
I did that twice
You prolly see that through
Fm
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ya bitch as s eyes
Em
Still I'm that nigga that you get at why
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Man forget that they knew me,
Verse 16
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remember me thug
Em
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I'm from that same block, rips
Em
snorkle on ja dip in a Lucy
C
Em
'Member they back you down,
Em
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.45 was out, scully ya eyes come out
Verse 17
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Em
But now could you hear
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nigga all in this place
That when you see him in the streets,
Em
you gettin' all in his face
D
The more you give a nigga,
Em
the more that he takes and you wanna beef
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Em
Knowin' I'm slower than do so,
'cause I got much more at stake
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Huh,
Verse 18
that's why I'm
ignorin' ya page
Em
I can't respect you no more,
C
you's a fraud and a snake
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Em
But you noticed that's the
hate that I love
C
Em
D
You see me eating off rap,
that same feat you think you capable of
Verse 19
Don't get me worng, I would like to dead it
But you acting like,
I ain't blow my show money on a rifle fetish
And my pop's voluntarily,
surrendered to the Fed's
Verse 20
This is the wrong time to fuck wit my head
I'm tryna tell you,
friends are ya worst enemies
So if I make friends wit my
worst enemies
That'll maybe even things out
But one in ya dome is easy,
get it on if need be
Chrome for sheezy, please,
don't believe me
Verse 21
Some niggas thug and some
niggas is bitch
Some niggas'll rob and some
niggas'll pitch
Some niggas ain't got nothin',
some niggas rich
Some niggas do the time and
Outro 1
some live as a snitch, nigga
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