Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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This I'm I'm going to try to a
Verse 1
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a
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Fm
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Gb
Fm
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I ain't new in the hood,
I grew in the hood
Gb
So I'm cool with the hood,
Fm
and I ain't through with the hood
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My aunt looks so sweet
like the tats on your
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Pants dirty like heroin
tracks in your arms
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I'm a product of two cities,
let me explain it
Gb
You can hang from a palm tree
Fm
or burn in a basement
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That's California muscle,
Detroit hustle
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We're just shootin' broad day light
without no muzzles
Bbm
Unit s on patrol, birds in the sky
Fm
we're still gonna ride
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Keep my ears open to the
blocks of the city
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There's too many snakes out
there itchin' to get me
but I don't see it happen
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Cause the only time to murder
Fm
anything's when they're wrappin' me
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I got a whole shit load of time
in the game
Through all the drama,
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hitting stages with the best in the game
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Do it for Amor, Nati Neto and fame
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Gb
Two feet on the ground
Fm
and I ain't never gonna change it
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My nuts come in a mile,
like this girl on my couch
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Aiden don't pay no bills
so it's cold in your house
Bbm
All the time we spend talking,
we need to be fighting
Ebm
On the reals, homie, homie,
Fm
please slide up off me
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The spit is solid, private pay your homage
Ebm
The sales ain't poppin'
cause your creds is garbage
Bbm
Bow down to the king,
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daddy, I'm right here
Gb
Just a new kid at it
Fm
with some dumb ideas
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I drive the cars, man,
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that you ain't drivin'
All them sluts in your videos
are already pipin'
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Cheese man, bronc eyes,
you fools need to quit it
Gb
Cause my guns gettin' mad,
Fm
and he wants to hit it
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You don't want me at your con,
throwin' daddy for reals
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Cause all my paisanos
doin' damage for reals
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Big homie, this is real Mexicano music
Ebm
Gb
Fm
Don't nobody do it, it's like I do it
Bbm
Streets know for sure where's
that I'ma bring it
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All that fake bullshit, papa, I don't sing it
Bbm
I make more vidas, youfus watchin'
Gb
Fm
No record deal, that's why youfus talkin'
Bbm
For me, I've got a whole shitload
of time in the game
Through all the drama,
with the best in the game
Bbm
Do it for Amor, Nathie, Nero, and fame
Ebm
Gb
Two feet on the ground,
Fm
and I ain't never gonna change
Bbm
My nuts in my mouth,
like this girl on my couch
Ebm
Hate me, don't pay no bills,
so it's cold in your house
Bbm
All the time we spend talkin',
we need to be fightin'
Ebm
On the reals, homie, homie,
Fm
please slide up off me
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Ebm
Slide off, or I'ma ride on you, homie
Jumpin' out the car,
put some nines on your homie
Bbm
Usually I'm laid back,
drink beer where the shades at
Gb
But I'll come see ya,
Fm
and push your whole face back
Bbm
I'm on that new shit, this heroin music
Ebm
That real raw shit for my
hint of the clues with
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Ebm
All my opposers can fall off or pile down
Gb
Fm
Or I'ma have to bitch -slap em around
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They say, don't know why they
talkin' down on me though
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If this war let me know I'm listo
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Gb
I could send you to Jesucristo
Fm
But I really wanna take it there
Bbm
So it's a fall off and get above me
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Bbm
Cause I can get it on and pop it
Gb
I have your whole compo droppin'
Fm
Bbm
That's a lot of off for me
Ebm
I got a whole shit load of time in the game
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Ebm
Do all the drama,
hit the stages
with the best in the game
Bbm
Ebm
Do it for Amor, Natinero and fame
Gb
Two feet on the ground,
Ebm
Fm
and I ain't never gonna change
Bbm
My nuts in my mouth,
like the squirrel on my couch
Ebm
Ain't no dope, ain't no bills,
so it's cold in your house
Bbm
All the time we spend talkin',
we need to be fightin'
Ebm
I'm the realest homie, homie,
Fm
Bbm
please slide up off me
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