Tonart: Bb minor
Intro 1
Am
C
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 1
Am
C
I'm just a gentleman
Am
C
of the people's republic
F
C
of South Central
Em
Dm
Em
I put the pieces together,
C
Am
C3 Corvette with the
Am
F
I'm sippin' Ripple, I'm
I'm quick with Buku Gang
Am
Learn to keep it simple, keep it simple
Am
I can tell you oughta
Oh, we can shine together,
Dm
you see my potential
Am
Dm
ain't no swears in my temper
C
Some like a razor, how I cut,
C
Am
Ain't nothin' much we can do
when the trust gone
C
Dm
So be loyal, don't be lame
and keep your gut strong
C
Dm
I seen the world with many views,
C
I know just what I want
Am
Em
Dm
Can you tell me what this life is worth
C
To be the piece they need
F
Em
when they can't see they been a fault
Dm
Am
I tried to show you how to play,
F
C
Dm
You attempted by yourself
C
Dm
Am
Yesterday's tomorrow
Em
Am
It's a brand new day,
Em
Am
Em
Dm
Am
yeah
Dm
F
Turning two into four
Dm
Double back and get more
C
Am
F
Dm
Am
C
Am
It's a brand new day,
Dm
F
hey
Dm
F
Dm
Am
Don't you do the crime
Dm
Am
if you gone sit and cry at the time
C
will you slide on the ground
when the temperature rise?
Dm
C
I'm like the mob with my homies,
I don't tell on my guys
Am
We don't muddle with the bustas
pulling off they disguise
Em
Am
I'm prize and I know it,
gangsta bowing the tie
Dm
C
I mix the foam, with the bounce
Dm
and got my hustle on top
Dm
I fell about the womb,
Am
fly P legit the lake of love
C
Am
and yeah the king of pop
I'm a ride for my team,
C
Dm
we don't lose a lot
Eatin' dinner on the yacht,
Am
put your shoes in the box
C
Dm
Smooth like a deuce,
Am
C
and a quarter, rag top
Am
You want this cash or not,
I'm finna pass the rock
Em
My past position to catch it
Dm
C
is what put me at the top
Am
Dm
I took my shot and
F
C
put my paw in the box
F
Dm
C
We all we got, yesterdays tomorrow
Dm
F
Am
Em
Am
Yeah, it's
C
F
Dm
Out with the old, in with the new, huh?
C
Am
Dm
Am
Can you see it? I do
Hey, brand new day, brand new things,
Dm
F
Dm
F
man
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Em
Am
Dm
F
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Come follow me,
I got the map, let's go
C
No sweets, no cell phones or no photos
Am
Dm
F
We hit the road and
Am
Em
take off to the sky
Am
F
So pack your bags,
Am
yo we leavin' in the middle of the night
C
Am
You ride for me, I ride for you
C
We bout to bust the mood
Dm
Am
Dm
Hey, they done let a real one in
We finna run it up,
Am
Dm
you wanna come?
You
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