Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
G#m
I wanna speak to you
motherfuckers for a minute
Yeah, what's happenin?
Yeah thanks for the lighter
A
G#m
Anybody smoke here? Yeah, aight
That's uh that's more for me
you punk motherfuckers
A
Look, check it, look
Verse 2
G#m
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
A
these hoes an d weight benches
G#m
Yeah, Hell's Kitchen, raw tension
A
Never cryin' and bitchin' or
G#m
settlin' for less, heh
Metal in your chest,
take a final breath
A
Revolutionary, it's X- Man the mercenary,
G#m
heh
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
A
your ass a heart attack
G#m
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
A
last man standing
Verse 4
G#m
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
A
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 5
G#m
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
A
G#m
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 6
G#m
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
A
Easier to burn than paper- mache
G#m
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
A
motherfuckers get rich?
Verse 7
G#m
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
A
covered with sheets
G#m
That's the only time
I really find peace
Havin' violent stand-
offs with the police
North Hollywood beef,
grindin' my teeth
E
A
Have you stuck and stunned in disbelief
Verse 8
G#m
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
A
to be here be sides us
Catch a flatline
Verse 9
G#m
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
A
'Cause it's the year 2000
Verse 10
G#m
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
A
G#m
'Cause it's the year
2000
Verse 11
G#m
Broadcastin' live from Planet Los Angeles
Verse 12
G#m
A
G#m
Let me take what's right
To take what's mine
I just want enough life
A
G#m
Am just gotta drop by
Verse 13
G#m
A
Let me take what's right
G#m
To take what's mine
E
G#m
I just want
A
enough life
G#m
I just
A
G#m
gotta drop by
Verse 14
G#m
Let me take what's right
A
G#m
To take what's mine
I just want enough life
Outro 1
I just wanna drop by
G#m
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