Tonart: Bb major
Intro 1
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Cm
It's just
Verse 1
another day,
drowning my troubles with a forty
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That's when I got the call from
Cm
this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew
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at, said we could do whatever
She got a crew too and said
Cm
that we should get together
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I said, "Aight, just call me back in a hour
So I can take a shower and gather
Then I hung up the horn
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Ab
And I thought to my self
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Cm
Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone
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to call me in years (Why?)
Cm
Ever since I left the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no telling what her friends
putting up in her ears
Ideas of setting me up I'm
Cm
(Checkit out, Son) So we take
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the gats for pre cautions
Plus this trick live in Brooklyn
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Cm
, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of
Cm
Waiting for us to get up off the train
and surround us
Or maybe I'm blowing
this shit out of proportion
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Cm
But this shit do happen to niggas very often
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do
My crew got my back,
Cm
fuck the world is my mental
We put together five soldiers
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The bitch called, my blood curdled
Cm
Told me to meet her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza,
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we're waiting for the G train
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We put a plan together,
Cm
just in case the beef came
Now we Bed Stuy bound
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Cm
Far from home and on unknown ground
But together we six deep,
with five heats, nothing sweet
Ab
First nigga fronting getting lifted
Cm
off his fucking feet
It took eternity,
we reached our destination
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My heartbeat is racing like
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Cm
a cardiac patient
We finally got to Myrtle
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outside the train station
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I saw not a soul,
Cm
told my peoples to be patient
But hold up, that's when a black
caravan rolled up
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My legs then froze up,
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Cm
I grabbed my pound
Told my man,
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"Eyes open cause it might go down"
Eb
Said he don't like the way the shit
Cm
is starting to sound
Evey angle of the car was
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smoked out and tinted
Cm
So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it
It might have been TNT, I wasn't
trying to wait and see, we
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Cm
Jetted thru Marcy cause D's
ain't bagging me
Word Son, they got us on the run,
Cm
Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 2
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Trife life got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt,
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What can kill you is what you don't know
Verse 3
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Ab
you're on your way to your girl's crib
Cm
But the bitch live in the Bridge
You ain't really sweating it,
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cause little do you know
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Cm
The niggas in the Bridge
be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried
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to walk the back streets without heat
Cm
On the 41st Side of 12th Street
The side where niggas
don't give a fuck
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The side where if you come through fronting,
kid you getting bucked
Cm
Ab
On your way, to apartment 3A
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Ab
With a phat herringbone,
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Cm
let him slide, no days
Son get the heat,
Ab
cause I'm about to stick him
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(Fuckthat shit, yo if that nigga front,
Ab
Aight bet, so just hold it down
While I cock back the long
You're upstairs boning,
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not knowing that I'm scheming
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Just the right time kid,
Cm
it's twelve in the evening
You're leaving out the building as
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you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got
Cm
caught by sur prised
Eb
"What's goin on?", as I reply
"Shut the fuck up and don't make
Cm
this to another homicide"
He tried to play tough so I
Ab
put one in his brain
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Even though I took his life,
Cm
all I wanted was his chain
Come through truck without heat,
When you in the projects keep
your fingers on the trigger
Cm
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got
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what we like you gets tooken
Cm
Put you on your back, send you on your way,
yo good looking
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Now we catching a cab to Halsey
& Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting tore up from the floor
Cm
up, hit the dress store up
Ab
Got the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna roll up
Cm
Get your motherfucking shit swoll up
Now it's back to Queens
to serve fiends
Eb
Making G's by any means,
Ab
my eyes on my enemies
with my mind on some crime shit
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Ab
One-time searching searching
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Cm
me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday,
get the loot then breeze
Ab
Eb
Though my goal is to leave outta state,
push ki's
Cm
But all this bullshit holding me down,
Fuck a 9-to-5,
Cm
I get the loot with ease
Don't even need a degree
to earn a six-digit figure
figure
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Cm
I get mines slinging on
the corner with my niggas
Pulling the trigger when
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Cause a nigga worse enemy is fear
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Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 4
Cm
Trife life got me thinking like an animal
Cm
no doubt, no doubt yo
Eb
What can kill you is what you don't know
Outro 1
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