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