Tonalité : A minor
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
Am
Let's get this shit bappin'
Daddy see a bitch,
Gsus4
Am
but with shoes she a bastard
Bitch want dick,
so I let the bitch have it
What's good, girl, til I let the bitch ratchet
Dm
A nigga diss us, think twice,
Am
watch your life first
G
Fuck fillin' down, stupid head,
Am
I get high first
Dm
Wanna get her airport, bitch,
Am
met the right jerk
Water on my neck, bust down,
Crystal
Geyser
How you stupid, nigga?
Shooters never shot shit
Cut your ass, tie you up,
F
you a hostage
Am
Smokin' cookie in the clouds,
that's a cockpit
Op, nigga, slide down with the chopstick
Tired of your voice,
stupid nigga, stop talkin'
Fuck squarin' up,
I'll give this bitch barkin'
4 -4,
Bulldog, let it start barkin'
Em
Am
Betcha I got good wood,
come and start carvin'
Glock with a stick, let it bust like a orgy
Click, puck, and now hoes
think that I'm horny
My dope kickdowners
in your house like they
Cory
Dm
Am
Keep talkin' hot on the net till we torch it
Yo, bro, go mixin', gotta find him like
Dory
Leavin' with the bitches,
aw, damn, he really dory
Em
Am
And I'm tapped in with the plug,
but I'm cordless
You niggas ain't a part of the family,
you a orphan
New wave and we started this shit
Gsus4
Big -ass block and I startle this bitch
F
Am
Cooks in the wood,
I be sparkin' that shit
And it's strictly only gang,
you ain't a part of that bitch
40 shells goin' through his
chest from his torso
When we gone,
keep killin' niggas till the score gone
Dm
Fuck around, come home,
Am
see your door gone
Brody in the back with his
staff like some cornrows
I don't fuck with niggas
Why don't y fuckin' get it?
New chop a fuckin' midget,
Em
Am
talk dumb and be a victim
I can't trust these bitches,
Dm
Am
I gotta keep extensions
Fine like a fuckin' tiki, hit it,
leave a fuckin' den in
22 in a stick -ribbed tutu
G
And I won't shake your hand,
bitch, I'm too cool
Em
E
That's a big
RBE with some loose screws
Am
T .O. in the back, wrong move,
he'll shoot you
Glock fresh out the box,
that's brand new
Catch him off, watch him drop,
kill his mans too
And his bro and his bitch and his friends too
All these motherfuckin'
styles on my damn crew
Zip -lock with the lips, better seal them
Love will get you killed, knock you down,
Karen
Hilson
Bitch, go to hell,
Dm
all I swallow are my children
Rip
Em
Dravis, myself, I be feelin'
Am
All these fuckin' foreigns on the block,
meet the dealer
Slide down, hide on this block,
F
meet the killers
Am
Brody bro, keep a tool by the builder
When I go deep, I'm a beast,
I'm a wielder
Dm
Keep you? I can barely keep
you company
When our time come, dear
God, pray you come for me
Whole lotta walkin' licks,
Am
brought the tongues on me
Everywhere I go,
Dm
bitch, I got ta bring the thugs with me
Trust you?
Shit, I barely trust my damn self
Had you by the clock,
now I'd rather shoot my damn self
Am
Let you shoot me,
I'd rather shoot my damn self
If your man's down, hold him up,
be a damn shelf
All you bitches funny,
what you think I slap my knees for?
Gsus4
All this knee slapping, goddamn,
G
where my knees go?
Am
Bitch, whole gang in a dope,
y the peep hoes
Bitch, I feel like
Marshawn, I'm in beast mode
It be real and it feel so it keep hoes
If she can make it disappear,
that's a deep throat
When you the nigga to these bitches,
that's a cheat code
Keep asking quick, let it rip, then I reload
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