Tonalité : E minor•
Intro 1
C
Em
B
Bm
Em
Bm
Dm
G
C
B
Bm
Em
D
Dm
G
Verse 1
called me to set you up
Bm
B
Want me to come and wet you up
'Cause you a out of town
Em
Nigga like Biggie heard
about the shit with Diddy
Dm
So I came through to vest you up
C
And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush
B
A vest for every nigga with an owl
on his chest and what
Em
I got LA unified,
Dm
you're better off committing suicide
Teachers ain't testin' us
Em
C
See I know how it feel to be
platinum plus
Em
Niggas is jealous of you
Bm
B
so they try to wrap you up
Em
Tat you up, but it's OVO blood money
Dm
Nigga catch these bullets
like he catch the bus
C
Dark fame is a mothafucka
Bm
B
Do a nigga four favors,
when you can't do the fifth
Em
How soon they forget?
Dm
Run up on you at your granny's house
D
C
Leave you lyin' like Fif'
How a nigga supposed
to love you niggas?
B
Heart beatin' fast when I dap
Em
and when I hug you niggas
Dre told me not to trust
you niggas
Dm
Your energy off, you're finicky,
I rush you niggas
C
Just walk around the crib like
B
Why a nigga can't live? Get this money,
Bm
Em
fuck these bitches though
Thinkin' 'bout the beef like
Dm
We can pass these motherfuckin'
D
Em
C
straps like a physical
Em
B
This my city, nigga everybody know it
Em
Ridin' 'round town,
just me and my four pound
Dm
Tucked in my Tom Fords,
D
C
hopin' I ain't gotta show it
LA niggas be the craziest,
B
these niggas do some shady shit
Em
Niggas'll run up on your car,
catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit,
40, I'm fucked up
C
Y'all bet
Verse 2
B
ter not come to my
Am
B
studio with that fake shit
Bm
Y'all better not come to my fu
Em
neral with that fake shit
C
Em
Y'all better off realizing there's
B
nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
C
B
Bm
B
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me,
C
B
Bm
B
Em
Dm
100, yeah, 100
D
C
Bm
B
All I ever asked
Em
Dm
is 100, yeah, 100
D
C
All I ever asked is 100
B
Thank me later, thanks for nothin'
Verse 3
Thanks for bluffin'
Em
Thank you so, so much for wearing your true
D
colors to every single fuckin' function
G
C
Had niggas tell me to my face how
we were family
B
And how they love me,
Em
while they was skimmin' off the budget
Now, when I see 'em,
they the ones that's actin' funny
Dm
D
People been reachin' out to me
C
And I'm on some straight unresponsive shit
B
Em
I would have so many friends
If I didn't have money,
respect and accomplishments
Dm
D
I would have so many friends
Bm
C
If I held back the truth and
I just gave out compliments
B
I would have all of your fans
Em
if I didn't go pop
And I stayed on some conscious shit
Dm
D
B
I would have so many more friends
Bm
Em
Bm
If I lost my success and my confidence
B
I'm in the club every time that
Bm
they play the competition
B
If they even play the competition and I
C
seen the response they get
G
Nobody's even hearin' it, on
Bm
top of the pyramid
B
Bm
Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
B
G
My circle got so small that it's a period,
B
C
sayin' to myself
Verse 4
B
Y'all better not come to my
studio with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my
Bm
fu neral with that fake shit
C
Bm
Y'all better off realizing there's
B
nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
C
B
Bm
B
C
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me,
B
Bm
B
Em
Dm
100, yeah, 100
D
C
Bm
All I ever asked is
B
Em
Dm
100, yeah, 100
C
All I ever asked is 100
B
Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga Held
Verse 5
a nigga down since
Em
he was a lil' nigga
If he was still alive, he would kill niggas
Dm
He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill,
nigga
C
Know how it feel when you're
missin' your nigga though
B
Can't think so you roll up that indigo
Em
Stressin' while drivin'
down Figueroa
Dm
D
Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost,
Em
C
damn
Bm
B
Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like,
Em
"Here it go"
Dm
Screamin' Frog's name at the clouds,
D
they don't hear me though
Em
C
Guess they too busy with 2Pac and
B
Biggie though
You niggas don't feel me though
Em
That was on Suge's watch,
I'll take Suge's watch
Dm
You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool
C
but don't come to my city though
Not even to H-Town
B
So So underground that I
gotta be a trill nigga
Em
Strapped up from the waist down
Dm
That's word to Pimp C,
J Prince is my real nigga
C
Shit was so simple when Henchman was out
B
He had a young nigga right
there with Meech
Em
So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
Dm
We came up on these
C
California streets
LA niggas be the craziest,
B
these niggas do some shady shit
Em
Nig gas'll run up on your car,
catch you off guard
Dm
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Got a nigga confused,
C
but why a nigga gotta choose?
Don't even matter dawg 'cause
B
Em
I'ma always be a real nigga
Always be a real nigga
I never learned how to be nothin'
but a real nigga
C
B
Y'all better not come
Verse 6
to my studio
with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my
funeral with that fake shit
C
Y'all better off realizing there's
Am
B
nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
C
B
Bm
B
All I ever asked is keep it 8 more than 92 with me,
C
Bm
C
Em
Bm
100, yeah, 100
B
C
Em
C
All I ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
C
All I ever asked is 100
Outro 1
Bm
B
Em
Dm
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