Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Em
Bang, bang, I shot you down
Bang, bang, you hit the ground
D
Bang, bang, that awful sound
B
Bang, bang, I used to shoot
Em
Am
B
you down
Em
Don't nobody wanna die,
but everybody wanna fall
Am
Somebody gotta go
when them killers call
Em
You know it's in us all,
we just gotta find it and use it
Am
You can get away with it if
you don't abuse it
Em
The streets talk, now be smart
cause that heat comin'
Am
And if they know that you did it,
you better keep runnin'
Em
Am
I think I see somethin', nigga, my enemy
Em
Only Lord knows where this nigga finna be
Tell the keys to the prices,
it's real if you lookin'
Am
Might give it to you for five,
depend on if I took it, nigga
Em
Anything gold, my shop never close
Am
From the nickels and the dimes
to the whole kilo
Em
The real niggas feel me,
Am
the haters wanna kill me
But I'm holdin' down my city,
man, it's nine million
Em
Why you throwin' bricks
and hidin' your hands,
Am
homie, I know where you hang
Em
B
Ain't no thang for me to walk up,
Em
and let that chopper go
Am
Em
Bang, bang, I shot you down
Am
Em
Bang, bang, you hit me
Am
Em
Lord, forgive me,
Am
Em
but he tried to kill me
Am
Somebody out there gotta feel me
Em
Lord, forgive me, but he tried to kill me
Am
D
Somebody out there gotta feel me
Em
Just think if I emptied a clip
and he killed me
Am
Would I still be living
with my homeboys, miss me?
D
Em
How many niggas bust they gun
Am
when they have to?
Don't need no speed map
when it's time to get at you
Em
I'm glad you didn't see
what it looked like
When we left these brain fragments
Am
from shotgun blasts
Em
I'd take a nigga breath his death
Before dishonesty, dope deals,
and robbery
Am
Em
Papa wasn't around
but that shit didn't bother me
I'd probably be in the penitentiary
Am
But I played the cards
that the dead lord sent to me
Em
The whole truth
I use this proof to speak
to my thug niggas,
Am
why you mad at me?
Em
The government's the drug dealer,
sure
Before I let these police keep
harassing me
Am
This rook -ass cop gon' have to blast me
B
Em
He asked me for identification,
I looked at him and laughed
B
He made a move and I heard a blast
Em
That's what you get, bitch
Am
Em
Bang, bang, I shot you down
Am
Em
Am
Em
Bang, bang, you hit me
Now all the gangstas pray for me
But he tried to kill me
Am
Somebody out there gotta feel me
Em
Lord, forgive me for they tried to kill me
Am
Somebody out there
D
Em
gotta feel me
Am
Goin' down around here, n***a
Em
Put your motherfuckin' head, boy
Am
Them motherfuckin' streetlights go out,
them real n****s come out
Em
All them bitch n****s go
Am
Em
Am
in the house
Em
Shit is not a game, man
Don't fuck around and lose your brain
Am
Em
And hey, all my real n****s pray
Lord, forgive me, but he tried to kill me
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Somebody out there gotta fill me
Am
Em
B
Bm
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
You
Em
Am
Em
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