Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Ebm
People got to have money
B
Ebm
(Gangsta)
B
Just like that
(Just like that)
Ebm
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
B
Couple pounds of brown
Bb
(Pounds of brown)
Ebm
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things
B
Bb
they call shoppas
Ebm
See I was raised in the slums
Verse 2
But niggas tote guns distribute and run
B
Watch out on the one and one
Bb
Ebm
servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but
they scared to come
B
Leavin' they family in danger
Ebm
just to play in the sun
Verse 3
Ebm
Nigga, we did what you done
and what you talkin' about
B
Like droppin' drugs up out of town
Ebm
and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause
it's over and out
B
That's how it is when
you exposed in the south
Bb
Ebm
See
Verse 4
Ebm
All I need is big guns on the side of me
B
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Ebm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to
Ebm
ride with me
(Hey, hey)
Bb
All I need
Verse 5
Ebm
is big guns on the side of me
B
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Ebm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to ride
Ebm
with me
Verse 6
(Hey, hey, hey)
Ebm
The reenactment of my first murda
B
With no remorse and no feelin's
Ebm
Hell, 'cause I ain't even
know this nigga
The shit was deep I
couldn't just let it go
B
While I was shootin'
'bout my money
Ebm
Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
Verse 7
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
B
Went in with them stunnas, came
Ebm
out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka
B
jumpin' thumpin'
Ebm
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
B
I still got 'em,
Ebm
that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch,
B
this is how I feel 'bout ya
Ebm
I asked him out but now his momma
'bout to hear about him
Verse 8
Ebm
I'm from the era of the
goodfellas, you know
B
Ebm
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin'
Murph and them
B
Ebm
Murph dropped the top on the bird,
that nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
B
Let's see that's way before them
Bb
Ebm
Bb
Bama- ass hammers and loaves
Ebm
B
That's in the days when
Ebm
the ave was jumpin'
B
Every
Verse 9
nigga was gettin' money
Ebm
Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
B
A new game a different thang and a
Ebm
whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money
Every time,
B
goddammit I'll say it every time
Betta call us murderers
Ebm
All I need
Verse 10
is big guns on
B
the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and
Ebm
a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to ride
Ebm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 11
Ebm
B
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Ebm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to
Bb
ride with me
Ebm
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 12
Ebm
The boy think he gettin' paid,
jumpin' out
B
Squeezin' AK's, on
the ground they lay
Bb
Ebm
That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's,
snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
B
Them killed my dogg,
Ebm
hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit,
got SK's with extra clips
B
Holla "killer head",
Ebm
Bb
and make them bitches flip the script
Verse 13
Ebm
Cut it back to light,
D
Ebm
fake the left, rip the right
B
Ebm
B
Them feel my eyes,
Ebm
these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side,
raise it up squeeze that thang
B
Ebm
Went "bang, bang" till their
muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin',
B
Ebm
ain't gon' be no hit or miss
Verse 14
Ebm
B
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Ebm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches
that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to ride
Ebm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 15
Ebm
B
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Ebm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
B
How many niggas down to ride
Ebm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
B
Verse 16
Ebm
Money
(Gangsta)
B
Ebm
Just like that
(Just like that)
B
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of brown
Ebm
(Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
B
Fo' or five of them big
things they call shoppas
Bb
Ebm
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