Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Em
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Verse 1
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3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll,
500 benz, 6 reasons why
This kid should die
Am
We shooting every mother
Dm
Em
fucker outside
Ebm
Pulled on his block, jumped out the car,
Dm
Am
At the same time everybody ran
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There that nigga go,
hiding in the crowd
Am
Let the trigger blow,
Dm
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7 shots now he lying on the ground
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Blood on the floor
Then we shot some more
Dm
Am
2 niggas hit, one nigga fell
Ebm
One tryed to run, go get him son
Am
Make sure he's done before we bail,
I ain't trying to goto jail
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Must handle beef, code of the street
Dm
Em
if these nigga think they could fuck around
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Real niggas do real things
Am
Dm
By all means, niggas knowing how we get down,
Verse 2
Ebm
Am
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Ebm
Am
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Ebm
Am
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Em
Am
just shoot 'em up, what
Verse 3
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Driving through roads,
Em
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Am
suburban chevrolet
Dm
6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way
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To get up with my hoes,
I pull up to they house
Am
Not a freak to be heard,
Ringing the bell, where in the hell
Em
Am
Could they be at, I'm about to leave
where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that?
Could it be a jack?
Am
Now pull my strap, it's my man
Ebm
And we have the same plan
There them bitches go
Am
Civic '94, looking funny though
Dm
Am
Open up the car door, funny smile
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Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy
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"Nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas,
Dm
Am
and his man, ready?"
Ebm
Walked in the house,
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snatched off they clothes
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Ran through them hoes
Dm
Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like
Ebm
Can't find my man, heard a blam blam
Am
Now I'm wondering, "in this scam,
do I even stand a chance?"
Ebm
He killed the hoes, took all they doe
Am
Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky
Dm
Am
Com ing down the stairs
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Now he wanting mine,
Em
reaching for my nine
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Am
Dm
Aiming with our guns at each others face,
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My nine on his lips, his fifth on my
Am
chin, I start whispering
"put your gun down,
we can skip town"
Ebm
Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
Verse 4
Took his shit, emptied out close range
Ebm
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Am
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Ebm
Am
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
just shoot 'em up, what
Am
Ebm
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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