Tonart: D major•
Verse 1
It's
G
Flow lettin' you know to recognize
the real as we do big things
Em
as you try to understand the mechanisms of a real player,
you know what I'm saying?
East
Oakland,
Big
G
Em
G
Bm
D
Em
F#m
G
Banks in the house, baby!
D
G
Em
F#m
G
Em
D
Em
E
F#m
G
Em
G
Em
Never would trust a punk bitch,
F#m
G
Em
cause they be talking behind your back, we're quick to
suck their dick.
D
Em
Lips and lungs keep them sprung,
play it just like y 'all.
F#m
G
Em
That hoe you trust is you be working me in that alcohol,
Am
G
all in these box of drawers.
Em
F#m
Bitch you can catch
me at the player's club.
G
Em
Count me fat face
G
Franklin's with my nigga
Em
F#m
Been in corner after corner in my 300 coupe.
G
Em
Stuffing and popping in my pocket,
G
we be popping like wool.
Em
A tell of two cities,
F#m
G
gang from two players, hoe.
Em
You putting too much on it,
F#m
G
If haters in my face, I be like, fuck it
Em
D
Like I'm so sick,
G
I'm paper chasin' in my bucket
Em
F#m
Don't know who that nowadays,
G
man, it ain't no tellin'
Em
That's why I stay strapped
D
with the sucker rebellin'
Em
It's in the bitch like
Seattle
Slip
F#m
G
That's just what players do
If you smart,
Em
G
that bitch gon' handle a business and break you
Em
The world better retrospect mine
Tec -9,
bustin' and cussin' with no discussion
My cypher consists of street
G's and
P's
They on they
G
Q's, workin' up gangsta tools
Em
Stoppin' niggas in they tracks like
F#m
ABS
G
Em
Puttin' hoes in your chest,
D
fuck your bulletproof vest
Em
F#m
Comin' off like sneak ers,
G
overloadin' your speakers
Em
I got the stop and go flow,
G
notorious for buzzin' hoes
Em
Suck the free to the
F#m
G
E -N -D, my whole squad
D
cause she was jockin' too hard
Em
I love life and what it's showin', mate
F#m
G
The hoe and me,
D
got me all between them hips
G
Tryin' to kill the bitch, smokin'
Em
Twamp
Sacks
F#m
G
Back to back, for many reasons
Got my strap in my lap,
D
cause it's jackin' season
F#m
Two players from the bag,
J -Dub and
Foe
G
Some real ass hustlers, fuck your whole trust
Em
F#m
G
It don't stop, it just don't twist
Em
Some pimpish ass shit
Em
F#m
G
It don't stop, it just don't twist
Em
Some pimpish ass shit
Em
F#m
Gots to keep the bae on the
G
mickety map with hella raps
Em
It ain't no question,
Bm
D
main verbatim stack the fattest tracks
Em
F#m
Sacks as well as hoes,
G
ballers keep them fat knots
Em
Made the transaction for pinky
G
rings with them fat rocks
J -Dub and
Rappin'
Foda got connected
Poppin' that game in which you
haters least expect it
R's
G
Escobar
Gotta get that paper
Us college players do it all
Em
F#m
Up and comin', keepin' em runnin'
G
Damn, now they chasin' me
Em
I never could understand that
G
D
player hate mentality
Em
F#m
And ain't no such thing as
too much paper
G
Em
Skrilla, a hundred, a hundred,
a hundred emoji
G
Ballin' out of control,
Em
F#m
my soul's caught up in the rapture
G
Say,
Em
G
J -Dub, I hear some niggas wanna blast ya
D
Em
But I'm havin' money like a
F#m
player's supposed to
G
I can't bow down and play the
D
G
role like hoes do
Em
Million dollar dreams, nigga,
F#m
money bustin' off the scene
G
Em
I'm worth a gang of that cream
Em
In between some lil' niggas
F#m
and some real niggas
G
Em
To kill niggas, to feel nig gas
G
I'm just tryna get my scrill, nigga
F#m
G
It don't stop, it just don't quit
Em
D
Some pimpish -ass shit with a gangster twist
Em
E
J -Dub, it don't stop,
F#m
G
it just don't quit
with a gangster twist
G
Focus, it don't stop, it just don't quit
Some pimpish -ass shit with a gangster twist
Em
A
Em
G
It don't stop, it just don't quit
Some pimpish -ass shit with
a gangster twist
Em
F#m
G
Em
D
B .I .G.
Em
E
F#m
G
Em
D
Am
G
Em
E
F#m
G
Em
D
Em
E
F#m
G
Em
G
Em
F#m
G
Em
Bm
D
E
F#m
G
Em
G
E
F#m
G
Em
Bm
D
MUSIC
Em
E
F#m
G
Em
G
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