Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Dm
Am
C
Unh,yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Dm
Yo turn me up in the head
Am
Dm
phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
Am
There ain't shit in this world deeper
(Except loyalty and love,
Am
Dm
between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip
Am
and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and
lay a nigga's kid)
For you, there ain't a damn thing
I'm a Thug, this my way I show,
my love for you
Dm
(Nigga for you, I get the coke,
Am
I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke,
Dm
we gon' rob a nigga ass
Am
(For you, if we get knocked,
C
I'ma have to take the weight
Cause with a record like yours dogg,
you ain't stayin' upstate)
Am
I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
Cause I know you'd do the
Dm
same thing too... Haha
Am
C
I ride, you ride for me,
my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug
like me?
Dm
Would you ride for me? (You ain't even
got to ask)
Am
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Dm
blast you, they blast me)
Am
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
C
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Dm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Am
(You ain't even got to ask)
C
Am
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Dm
blast you, they blast me)
Am
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
C
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside
Dm
(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
Am
Dm
I'm the clip, you the gat
Am
I'm the Glock, you the mac
Dm
I'm the artist, you the trap
Am
I'm a pen, you the pad
C
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
Dm
I'm the ice, you the bezel
Am
I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
Dm
I'm the shell, you the barrel
Am
I'm a pimp, you a player
C
I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down,
you the muffler
Dm
Would you ride for me?
Am
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they
Dm
blast you, they blast me)
Am
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
C
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Dm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Am
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast
you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
C
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Am
Dm
You can catch me in public housing,
wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains,
bundled up to ski
Am
Since, time is money,
Dm
I rhyme on the clock
C
And walk through the strip
with a nine in the ox
you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice,
Am
I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop,
C
guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like
Am
C
a sonar range drop
Am
I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
Dm
it's Showtime at the Apollo
Am
Damn near every rapper
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
Dm
I ran through niggas,
They mad cause they see
Dm
me in Cancun bitches
C
straight from the 'hood my nigga
Am
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
Dm
Am
I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by
C
still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man,
Am
C
full of wisdom
Dm
Am
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice,
Dm
I'm called Jack Frost man
Am
And while we sippin' on
C
cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart,
Am
Dm
but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars,
Dm
Or sixteen cars on your mom's
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