Tonart: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
C
B
Yeah, uh -huh, yeah, ride with me, you know, I've been do ing this,
Em
C
yeah, young motherfucker, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
B
Yeah, the ghetto is mine,
Em
and it loves me much,
and I play it in a clutch,
and I'm getting my money
like I'm supposed to,
like my Dutch,
and I buy the back of my Maybach
C
I'm getting chauffeur, getting my loot,
Em
I'm getting closer back in 98,
we said that
We all took the oath
to break the bread and leg flap,
we all took the oath,
and I'm back to what the feds act
I can't be stopped,
C
B
and I came back to let the bread stack,
Em
and platinum touch, and I'm a man,
and I ain't nothing less
I'm safe in a block
with a hundred grand tucked up in my vest
And I must confess it about my fam,
when a gun goes blam
C
It ain't no shells up on the ground,
just bodies found
B
Em
And plus I'm livin' up on the edge,
and I must get fed
They take this bullet out my head,
and I'm not a be dead
That's why I'm drafted to the league,
and I have my cheats
C
Before yo nigga even signed,
on a dotted line
B
You better believe that I been
Em
doin' this shit since a kid
Been goin' in ranks,
and look it's just a wig
Been doin' my time and look,
it's just a bid
C
Been shootin' my gun and look,
Em
Cause I've been doin'
this shit since a kid
Been blowin' their brains and look,
it's just a wid
Been doin' my time and look,
it's just a bid
C
Been shootin' my gun and look,
Em
You know me, they see me ridin',
they see me sidin'
They see me bubblin' up,
but it don't surprise them
Cause I've been in the hood,
in the V -dub
C
Been had the baddest bitch ever,
Em
You niggas gotta give me my props up
Under your breath, your deaf ears up
Under my top and in front of my tap
Unless I'm gone, could it be a clone?
C
They tryna reach me on my phone,
Em
You niggas know I'm never quitting,
I'm never drifting
I'm never drifting off to the side,
tipped off my ride
I'm like a classic off the sixties,
nigga I'm picky
These niggas acting like
B
then tell em come get me
I'm like the future
that get on my essence
I'm like a ruthless adolescent
and I'm counting my blessings
And I've been doing this since 12
and in all them jails
C
And back up on the front of my mail
with a hunk up on a scale
Em
that I've been doing this since a kid
Been blowing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
D
Em
C
Been shooting my gun and
Em
Cause I've been doing this since a kid
Been blowing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doin' my time and
look it's just the tip
B
and look it's just the sip
Em
A gun, whip a snapper,
quick to slap you with the magnum
Since thirteen I've been packin'
bad actin'
Above the average, my love vibe
And addicts have me clutchin'
C
a plastic busting mechanic
When I run they know that's
Em
My passion for the action
kept me dippin' and dabbin'
Handlin' my dirty work
in a legitimate fashion
But that was past tense,
now I'm a little grittier
C
B
Quick to get rid of ya
just because I ain't diggin' ya
Em
I stomp the block with bops and rocks
until somebody calls the cops
And they come haul us off
miniature mafia type stuff
C
Baby Bonanos, little Sopranos,
B
barely big enough to pick up
Em
a Ralo Juvenile Hall
I had to go for, learned to bow guard,
man I was sick
I was tryin' to run this shit
just like the fo' d 'or
And still ain't shit changed,
C
just the length of the bends in my ends
B
And it'll probably be like this to the end
Em
Cause I been doin' this shit since a kid
Been growing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
B
and look it's just a sid
Em
Cause I been doing this since I was a kid
Been growing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
B
Em
C
B
Em
and look it's just a sid
You
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