Tonart: B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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nocturnal, circumcised by thermals
Em
Ride or die, homicide or vibe
When them shots burn, you cop herbal
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Keep low, close shop, hop hurdles
Em
Hot verbal, worry not,
got the blocks fertile
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Fast follow, numb off the bum, bad bottle
Em
Jet models from jumpin',
a threat to some survival
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One bible, same crew, few bibles
Em
Came through, new vipers,
Spain's food
But I'm the same too
Am
The game is small, the shelf is large
Em
I came to war, all hail the god I'm a formula car,
Em
So fire when ready, I annihilate deadly
High in the
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Chevy, moving on the two -way
Em
Tag on the two -way,
what fag want a touché?
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Blu -ray, up close, push a dupé
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Soufflé, superstar stat without the loupé
The poppin' soda weed,
Am
homie, cop your s***
Em
I don't care where you from,
who the f*** you get
This is
Am
D -block, better breath than sick
Em
Cause it's on, it's on
F#m
Em
You get it poppin', so do we, homie
Em
I don't care where you from
Who the f*** you get?
This is
D -Block
Am
Em
Better rep they set, cause it's on, it's on
I keep the hammer cocked right on stage
Looch, and
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OG, but I don't have to act my age
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Brown leather, silver back, out his cage
Em
Hot the body till your skin
color cocaine beige
Listen, I suggest you keep
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it calm like fishing
Em
For this fire come out like nitro glisten
Back to you, loadin' up,
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you think I'm pissin'
Em
I need these cowards, motherfuckers,
rotisserie chicken
Seen it, done it,
Am
Em
ran from police I got diamonds in my eyes like my rose gold
Jesus, peace,
Am
we can do this now or after the show
Em
Hey yo, bully, clip up, police comin',
fuck it, pop some more
You get it poppin', so do we,
Am
homie, cop your shit
Em
I don't care where you from,
who the fuck you get
This is
Am
D -Block, better rep they set,
Em
cause it's on, it's on
F#m
Em
You get it poppin' so do we homie,
Em
I don't care where you from,
who the ... you get
This is
Am
D -Block, better rep they set,
Em
cause it's on, it's on
Am
Stop, pitchin' me bein'
I'm a young
Richie, got some packs for you
Am
Em
So come bitch, wanna talk bricks?
Let's get rich!
Am
T, I'm a paid man, plus a made man
Em
God must've had me in mind
when he made man
And don't worry,
Am
I'mma find all my enemies
soak my diamonds in
Hennessy
And come to
Krim
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Reaper, you gotta page me, I
Em
whip back the beepers
I'm all about a
Franklin's like
Aretha
And when it come to that coke,
Em
Don't make me sweep up the streets
with the street sweeper
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Come to my crib, let you see what I do
Em
Lock some walls down,
make the indoor pool bigger
Am
You can't relate to that talk,
because I'm too rich
Em
The hit is out, guess on who?
You!
You get it poppin', so do we, homie
Em
I don't care where you from
Who the f**k you get?
This is
D -Block
Am
Em
Better breath than sick, cause it's on
It's on
F#m
Em
You get it poppin', so do we, homie
Em
I don't care where you from
Who the f*** you get?
This is
D -Block
Am
Em
Better wreck they set, cause it's on,
Am
Em
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it's on
Em
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Em
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Em
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Em
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You
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