Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Cm
My nigga game came with a hundred
Gm
Cm
bars fo' y'all
Now I'm following his footsteps nigga
Young ya boy,
CO when I'm five times platinum
Gm
Holla'
Verse 2
Gm
1,2,3 to the 4
Bitch I'm a pimp I don't
Cm
speak to no hoes
You niggas never match
Gm
MCs with no flows
And don't add up,
Cm
like me with no dough
I swear to God,
Gm
just last year I was broke
On the block selling dough
Cm
Watching my niggas sniff coke now
My life's changed from
Gm
the planes to the boats
From the change to the clothes,
Cm
don't leave games to these hoes
They just hop in the Range
Gm
and we go
Switching lanes, baby,
Cm
don't give me brains on the low
Gm
Never lame born and raised
in the skull niggas hate
Cm
But they won't say a thang to me though,
huh
It's like that, and as a matter of fact
Gm
I got hours with the powder
Cm
every powder the crack
Every hour I devour money shower
Gm
With that lemonheads in my air,
Cm
how sour is that?
Real sour,
Gm
I break shit down like twin towers
Cm
Mad your bitch had the bitch
bitch holla'
Gm
It ain't about dollars I
don't wanna hear about it
Cm
Never squared boy this nigga
right hear 'bout it
Gm
Call me y'a boy for short call me YB
Cm
Don't try me carry guns like ID
But fuck guns I keep niggas
Gm
beside me
And we'll beat a punk nigga
Cm
down like Rodney
Feel like the king when it come
Gm
to this rap thing
And if I don't have a mic I'd
Cm
probably crack things
A post star night serving things
Gm
to crack fiend's boy
Cm
I got runners like the coach
of the track team
Yes I'm focused vision
Gm
clear as a flat screen
Cm
You broke niggas not eating
your fast things
I'm telling you all the hoods
Gm
they feel dude
Cm
They like 'Pac gone but fuck it
He'll do a lot of jealous niggas
Gm
be tryin' to kill dude
Because the boy's 'Pac
Cm
is green as mildew
And in the West if I ain't the be
Gm
st or at least second I'll
Cm
Put a weapon up to my chest niggas
don't wanna see me breathe
Gm
'Cause they know I got
Cm
next like MTV
They can't see me like
Gm
bootleg DVD's
Cm
'Cause I got more pads than the MPC
Catch me dipping in a jag
Gm
Sea weed green I'm in
Cm
the league of my own
You in the pee wee league when
I was broke steal my grill
Gm
At least three G's now I talk with
Cm
a smile at the VB's breathe
Gm
It's ya boy I represent the CDP
You a hoe dog
Cm
You be where the weenies be
Gm
You the man when the East coast talk
Cm
about you buzzin' in the streets
Each coast speak about you, that's me
And if you ain't here,
it 'bout to get ugly like Freeway's beard
This the streets,
Gm
you don't get a lot of leeway here
It get hotter than a motherfuckin'
Cm
heatwave here
Trust me boy it's a lot
Gm
of heat- play here
Cm
Leave you MIA like the heat play here
Wear guns to surpass the hating
Tie a MAC around my neck,
it's a fashion statement
Gm
I laugh at you clowns thinkin'
I'm the same dude
Cm
I'm not as quite as I was back
in grade school
I'm much sicker willing
Gm
to ditching to spray twos
And like the game I'm
Cm
just dying to play fool
Gm
So run up if you think I'm a chump
I leave your body in the trunk
Cm
Smelling just like a skunk
I leave your head in your lap
Gm
right after I dump
Even Ashton Kutcher couldn't
Cm
make you nigga punk, ha
Gm
I be thuggin' until I'm at
the pearly tall gates
'Cause I been thuggin' since
Cm
twenty had a
Small face I'm still thuggin' and
Gm
twenty has a large face
Cm
Ya boy the black '06 version
of Scarface
Gm
And the Bay is where I made my name
Where niggas go dumb
Cm
like Damian Wayne
Yeah it's hyphy but some
Gm
niggas be going all out
So I don't go dumb 'cause
Cm
the gun might fall out
Gm
Trust me dog I'm the nigga
you shouldn't call out
I'm looking at your teeth and
Cm
I'ma knock 'em all out
Gm
Twice as big as I was before and the radio
Cm
won't even play my song no more
But it's cool I'm on the streets
Gm
like a hydrant though
Cm
So when they ask who the best they reply,
is you that nigga
Gm
Ya boy, that boy got a firing flow
Hoes tryna' make me they man,
Cm
my reply is no
Yes, you did get down
on your knees and blow
Gm
Put my thing in your mouth,
Cm
but easy though
A hot boy, I don't sound
Gm
like Weezythough
Got snow, but I don't think
Cm
got a Jeezy flow
Gm
I'm the truth, I can go and R&B and blow
But this rap game is so
Cm
fucking easy though
I'm the pizza man,
I got cheese and dough
Gm
My H- Town niggas got
Cm
me off lean and dro'
Niggas think I'm a hoe 'til I
Gm
squeeze the four
And that'll change their
Cm
mind like Keyshia Cole
And I'm single,
somebody let Keyshia know
Gm
That I break backs an
Cm
d leave girls leaning, yo
Ha, the girls choose 'cause
Gm
my penis better
Not to mention I'm hot
Cm
like Pheonix weather
Not to mention you cold,
Gm
you don't even go gold
When I drop I'ma go plat
Cm
inum times four
That's four million sales from
Gm
Florida to Wales
'Cause I got more bars
Cm
than four million jails
And I'm holding a twelve
Gm
gangsta'
You lames aim at your brain
Cm
Leave your membrane
rearranged
If you don't think I'm the truth,
Gm
you retarded
Cm
Record labels get the bidding wars started
Verse 3
Cm
Like I said nigga
I'ma see ya when I'm five
times platinum
Gm
I'ma keep it short and simple
Cm
Two realest websites on earth
Gm
nigga
Holla'
Ya boy
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