Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Cm
Gm
Bb
Unh,yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Cm
Yo turn me up in the head
Gm
Cm
phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
Gm
There ain't shit in this world deeper
Bb
than loyalty and love
(Except loyalty and love,
Gm
Cm
between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip
Gm
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
Cm
(Nigga for you, I get the coke,
Gm
I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke,
Cm
we gon' rob a nigga ass
Gm
(For you, if we get knocked,
Bb
I'ma have to take the weight
Cause with a record like yours dogg,
you ain't stayin' upstate)
Gm
I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
Cause I know you'd do the
Cm
same thing too... Haha
Gm
Bb
I ride, you ride for me,
my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug
like me?
Cm
Would you ride for me? (You ain't even
got to ask)
Gm
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Cm
blast you, they blast me)
Gm
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
Bb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Cm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Gm
(You ain't even got to ask)
Bb
Gm
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
Cm
blast you, they blast me)
Gm
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
Bb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside
Cm
(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
Gm
Cm
I'm the clip, you the gat
Gm
I'm the Glock, you the mac
Cm
I'm the artist, you the trap
Gm
I'm a pen, you the pad
Bb
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
Cm
I'm the ice, you the bezel
Gm
I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
Cm
I'm the shell, you the barrel
Gm
I'm a pimp, you a player
Bb
I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down,
you the muffler
Cm
Would you ride for me?
Gm
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they
Cm
blast you, they blast me)
Gm
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
Bb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Cm
Nigga, you ride for me?
Gm
(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
Bb
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Gm
Cm
You can catch me in public housing,
wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains,
bundled up to ski
Gm
Since, time is money,
Cm
I rhyme on the clock
Bb
And walk through the strip
with a nine in the ox
you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice,
Gm
I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop,
Bb
guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like
Gm
Bb
a sonar range drop
Gm
I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
Cm
it's Showtime at the Apollo
Gm
Damn near every rapper
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
Cm
I ran through niggas,
They mad cause they see
Cm
me in Cancun bitches
Bb
straight from the 'hood my nig ga
Gm
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
Cm
Gm
I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by
Bb
still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man,
Gm
Bb
full of wisdom
Cm
Gm
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice,
Cm
I'm called Jack Frost man
Gm
And while we sippin' on
Bb
cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart,
Gm
Cm
but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars,
Cm
Or sixteen cars on your mom's
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteCm Gm Bb
Mehr Songs von 50 Cent
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
5.0
Ähnliche Songs
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer
Neu hinzugefügt
Kürzlich hinzugefügte Akkorde & Tabs