Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
C
Get me close to the mic
and I'm shootin' it
Get me close to the rim and I'll U -N -I -T
Em
Get me close to the crowd
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
Em
C
Get me close to the mic and
I'm shootin' it
Get me close to the rim and I'm youin' it
Em
Get me close to the crowd
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
So this is like a chain reaction,
they're comin' to mash it
I be horrifically droppin' madness,
Em
C
I lyrically be bringin' the action
And we get it crackin',
my niggas with whatever can happen
Em
C
Yeah, niggas dance out with their acting
I'm feeling like the man on fire
Raising hell, my flames
burn higher
Em
C
Accomplishing whatever I desire
Old niggas hating,
they be old as Oscar Mayer
Em
And I acquire things
C
that turn the Pope into a liar
Gold chains and ropes,
they all copy my attire
And ain't shit fly to make my
fly get flyer
And for me to get high,
I need like 16 lighters
My whole clique high, we set like 16 fires
Your whole clique small,
you look like 16 minors
I spent 16's with lyrics
that's so cold
Bada -bip, Bodoss,
and I see you from the wire
HIGH FIVE
So homie tell me,
where the fuck your style at?
Homie tell me,
where the fuck your hoes?
Em
C
Homie, tell me why they go to Wildin',
Cause I'm steady kickin'
heavy flows
Homie, tell me,
where the fuck your style at?
Homie, tell me where the
fuck your hoes?
C
why they go to Wildin'?
Cause I'm steady kickin' heavy flows
You got to know
Get me close to the mic
and I'm shootin' it
Bm
Get me close to the rim and now you in it
Em
Get me close to the crowd
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
Em
Get me close to the mic
Get me close to the rim and I'll you in it
Get me close to the crowd
and I'm movin' it
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
So what they gon' say to me?
What they gon' do?
Tell it on the news
that these suckas can't play with me
And this shit is all day with me
From St. Nick to Lenox,
I rep New York shit
Stay with me, East Coast
runnin' through my veins
as you can see it
Well, if you wanna talk about it, nigga,
better be
Try to run your mouth,
you might get left paraplegic
And that's 365 all day, all season
Like what they say in school,
don't got no meanin'
So a young 'un grab a tool
and stop his enemy from breathin'
I'm here to speak my mind
and say it all, need to stop
I ain't tryna see another brother
murdered by the cops
Em
C
I'm screamin' Trayvon,
how the fuck you got shot?
It's crazy that any one of us
could be right in your spot
I'm screamin' Trayvon,
how the fuck you got shot?
It's crazy that any one of us
could be right in your spot
Like homie tell me where the
fuck your pride went
Homie tell me where the fuck it goes
Homie tell me how you gonna profit
Spending all your money on these hoes
Homie tell me where the
fuck your pride went
Homie tell me where the fuck it goes
Homie tell me how you gonna profit
Spending all your money on these hoes
You gotta know
Get me close to the mic and
I'm shooting it
Get me close to the rim and I'll you in it
Get me close to the crowd
and I'm moving it
Yeah, I'm just a young
n***a doing shit
Em
Get me close to the mic
Bm
Get me close to the rim and I'll you in it
C
Get me close to the crowd
and I'm moving it
Yeah, I'm just a young
Bm
C
n***a do ing shit
Yeah, I'm just a young
n***a doing shit
Yeah, I'm just a young
Em
C
n***a doing shit
C
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
C
Yeah, I'm just a young nigga doin' shit
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