Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
Em
I wanna speak to you
motherfuckers for a minute
Yeah, what's happenin?
Yeah thanks for the lighter
F
Em
Anybody smoke here? Yeah, aight
That's uh that's more for me
you punk motherfuckers
Verse 2
Em
Everybody here was born to hustle
It's a very thin line between
the boss and the muscle
We foot soldiers, face first in the trenches
Only time I'm on my back is fuckin
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these hoes an d weight benches
Em
Yeah, Hell's Kitchen, raw tension
F
Never cryin' and bitchin' or
Em
settlin' for less, heh
Metal in your chest,
take a final breath
F
Revolutionary, it's X- Man the mercenary,
Verse 3
Carry a 44 Desert Eagle
Feeding the people,
even if it ain't legal
Lowridin' in the Regal or the Cadillac
Money stacked probably give
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your ass a heart attack
Em
Purchased your last CD,
I want my money back
It's either that or I'mma
see you in the street
Survival of the first to draw the heaters
and the cannons
I'm guaranteed to be the
Verse 4
Em
Crack a bottle for your
hard time
It's dedicated to my soldiers
on the front line
This one's for all of us
Thinkin' 'bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes,
protect your family
F
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 5
Em
Crack a bottle for your hard time
It's dedicated to my soldiers
on the front line
This one's for all of us
Thinkin' 'bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes,
protect your family
F
Em
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 6
Em
Everybody wanna be king, fuck everything
All this shit is bout to me mine,
I hear it all the time
Live your life for the day
F
Easier to burn than paper- mache
Em
Started with Dre, graduate to radio play
I still ain't satisfied,
'bout to blast off worldwide
Get in line check the politics
Ever wonder why only certain
F
motherfuckers get rich?
Verse 7
Em
Ain't this a bitch, barely can eat,
barely can pee
I dedicate my life to the street
It's not for you if your stomach is weak
Relax with dead bodies
Em
That's the only time
I really find peace
Havin' violent stand-
offs with the police
North Hollywood beef,
grindin' my teeth
C
F
Have you stuck and stunned in disbelief
Verse 8
Em
New breed I'm the bad seed
Smokin' weed 'til my
motherfuckin' eyes bleed
Dedicated to the niggas
that despise us
So ain't nobody 'sposed
Catch a flatline
Verse 9
Em
Crack a bottle for your
hard time
It's dedicated to my soldiers
on the front line
This one's for all of us
Thinkin' 'bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes,
protect your family
F
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 10
Em
Crack a bottle for your
hard time
It's dedicated to my soldiers
on the front line
This one's for all of us
Thinkin' 'bout your casualties
Learn from mistakes,
protect your family
F
Em
'Cause it's the year
2000
Verse 11
Em
Broadcastin' live from Planet Los Angeles
Verse 12
Em
F
Em
Let me take what's right
To take what's mine
I just want enough life
F
Em
Am just gotta drop by
Verse 13
Em
F
Let me take what's right
C
Em
I just want
F
Em
gotta drop by
Verse 14
Em
Let me take what's right
F
Em
To take what's mine
I just want enough life
Outro 1
I just wanna drop by
Em
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