Tonart: G major
Verse 1
G
Just about everybody goes to the
Café
Black
Rose to drink, party, and eat,
and you ain't
down.
You better not hang around,
C
else you sure as hell will get beat.
The grease is nice and at a decent price,
G
and all the bitches is fine.
C
The jazz is so sweet, you'll be patting your
feet while sipping on a cold glass of wine.
G
You can cop your bag, a reef or a skag,
and even some coke or some hash
D
But don't ask for no credit or
C
they'll tell you forget it
G
Cause hustlers only deal in cold cash
We had just finished greasing when
C
the bitches started teasing
For us to split and lay,
G
Spoon's cunt collar was tight
Which is understandably right after
serving three years in a day
C
We about ready to split when
D
G
I dug for the harmony grip
C
D
A runner from the south side of town, he was coming our way,
G
C
G
so I figured we'd lay and hear about the happenings going down.
Brother
Grint was hip to all kinds of shit,
I mean there wasn't nothing he didn't know.
He knew every hustler's name,
C
including his game and who did or didn't keep dough.
G
We'd trade a jive and slap
each other five, as
C
Spoon silently checked him out.
He had heard that
Spoon was my ace boom -poom,
G
so he knew what our hustles was about.
D
He was his usual self, sportless well,
C
clean from head to toe.
G
He was dressed pressed down in a pinstripe brown,
Outro 1
and his pocket was bulging with dough.
G
F
C
G
F
C
G
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