Tonart: Eb major•
Verse 1
Ab
This is more than a rhyme,
it's a moment in time
Stop, listen to what's
going on in my mind
One
R -B -S, bam, in the bin
This is more than a rhyme,
it's a moment in time
Stop, listen to what's
going on in my mind
Gm
Ab
One hand on your shine,
Eb
one hand on the nine
Ab
Squeeze a hollow tip,
a chip of bone in your spine
May I remind these niggas,
Eb
Ab
I outline these niggas I've been doing them dirty, they say I'm 730
Catch me hollering, fuck it,
Eb
riding in the bucket
Ab
Tit s on the regal, stunt nigga, I'll lay you
The hammer hit the shell,
Eb
I laid that ass in the fetal
Ab
Riding with the eagle,
you so cracked, me too
My flow so lethal, it should be illegal
Eight bars to make a nigga
want to kill people
This machine gon' funk, the
K in the trunk
With the clip loaded to the tip,
ready to dump
Walk up on him, hit him up,
Eb
where you niggas from?
Ab
Exchange a few words,
pull a plan made up
He got what he deserved
for trying to play me a punk
I'm in the hood,
posting daily with them semis and punks
Living 30,
riding dirty in the back of the trunk
Adrenaline pumping,
palms sweaty as fuck
SBR sittin' shotgun blowin' the blunt
When the shells start flyin'
better know how to run
If you ain't up on time
Cali
City's the game
And then the hunnid gettin' blunted,
Eb
get the fuck up the lane
Ab
Before the cannons start
kickin' and sprayin'
Shoot that shit, don't be a bitch,
let these niggas know
Eb
Ab
What's up with you, who you with?
We go for broke
Walk up to you at your crib,
kick in your dope
And lay your kids and your
bitch rough on the floor
It's a gang -bang -bang,
represent for the land
And try to pick as many off as you can
With your brownie gloves on,
homie, stick to the plan
Eb
Ab
I send a little homie zappy, yeah
S -A -I -E
CEREAL
KILLA
CEREAL
Gm
KILLA
Ab
CEREAL
KILLA
Wake up every mornin' to my
Lucky
Gm
Ab
Tom cereal
CEREAL
KILLA
CEREAL
Gm
KILLA
Ab
CEREAL
KILLA
Wake up every mornin' to my
Lucky
Tom cereal
Gm
Ab
Just one dose of my dope shit,
Eb
Ab
I have you floatin'
Higher than a motherfucker wide open
Eb
You need me, to know what to do next
Uzi'll over your neck
They call me
OPP, the
NYPD shit
They can't find the guns,
when they search my whip
Nigga this your danger zone,
Ab
We finna die right now, cause nigga we kill
Gm
Ab
Gunfire, leave your kids at home
Cause them shots don't discriminate,
where they leave home
Gm
Ab
Here we go, it's another one,
Ab
Right at your wedding,
mad shots through your cover bun
Gm
Ab
I'm at your funeral, back for more
The family duck,
my bullets chip tombstones, yeah
Eb
Thal, write me a shit
Ab
This guerrilla unit infamous,
small, deep, bitch
Eb
Ab
Eb
We not partners or brothers, nah
Ab
Fuck out my face and meet your
God
Gm
Ab
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Gm
Ab
Suicide, it's a suicide
Now tell me,
what's my motherfuckin' name?
Serial
Killer
Serial
Gm
Killer
Killer
Wake up every mornin' to my
Lucky
Charm
Gm
Cereal
Cereal
Ab
Killer
Cereal
Killer
Cereal
Killer
Ab
Wake up every mornin' to my
Lucky
Charm
Cereal
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