Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Fuck with me
Thank you
Yeah (come on), yeah, yeah
(come on)
You know me, man,
Bb
Am
Dm
yeah (come on), yeah (come on)
Alright, hahaha
Bb
Am
Dm
Oh, Fee, I got 'em, boy
Am
Dm
Weezy
Baby (C2, yeah)
Bb
Weezy Baby
Am
You can't see me
Em
Dm
But I see you (yeah)
Am
Dm
Am
And I see you (yeah)
Lord
Bb
Am
I, I, I got 'em
Verse 2
Dm
Bring the crowd in, I'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fucking Baby,
Am
got these rappers in my stomach
Dm
Yummy, I'm taking it,
I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell a million records,
Am
we could battle for your money
Dm
I'd rather count a hundred thousand
dollars on a Sunday
Gm
Watch a football game and
C
Am
C
bet it all on one play
Dm
Still stunting, baby, yes,
I'm still flossing
Gm
C
Latest car on the market with
Am
Dm
the top peeled off it
Big wheels make it look a little bulky
Gm
You look a little salty,
Dm
C
Dm
have yourself a chilled coffee
Chill out, the guns is still out
Gm
Am
Even though I am a boss and got
C
Am
Dm
papers to fill out
I'm busy, I got paper to reel in
Gm
God, I hope they're snapping
Dm
Am
at the end of my rod
Dm
I hope I'm fishing in the right pond
Gm
Dm
And I hope you're catching on to every line,
C
Am
C
who am I?
Verse 3
best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
Dm
best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T
me (rapper alive, who?)
Bb
Am
Dm
The The The The The best rapper alive
(huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
best rapper alive (huh)
Dm
Am
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
Dm
And you should be afraid,
Bb
Am
Dm
be very afraid (yeah), yeah
Verse 4
The heart of New Orleans,
Am
Dm
thumping and beating
Am
Living and breathing,
Dm
stealing and feeding
Peeling and leaving, killing and grieving
Am
Dearly departed, erased, deleted
Dm
No prints, no plates, no face, no trace
Gm
C
Out of sight, out of mind,
Am
C
no court, no case
Dm
Sell his chain, celebrate,
block party, second line
Gm
Am
C
Am
Zulu Ball, Essence Fest, Jazz Fest,
Dm
Mardi Gras
Shotty bounce, body rock,
Gm
now he dropped, now he got
Dm
Am
C
Family try tell the feds, tell the cops
Dm
Smell a rat coming back to the house,
to the spot
Gm
Tap-tap, knock-knock,
Am
C
Am
Dm
who who who is that? Chk-pow
Am
Dm
Triggaman,hoodie man,
Gm
tell the kids Boogieman
C
Pistol Pete, Ammo Mammal,
Am
Dm
gunman, blum-blam (haha)
Damn, Sammy, you done fucked up
Gm
Pussy-ass niggas, niggas,
Am
C
Am
C
Dm
put your nuts up, just call me
Verse 5
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
Dm
best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T
me (rapper alive, who?)
Bb
Am
Dm
The The The The The best rapper alive
(huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
best rapper alive (huh)
Dm
Swagger right,
Am
Dm
Am
check (uh), game tight
Dm
Bb
And you should be afraid, be very afraid,
Am
Dm
yeah (rapper alive)
Verse 6
Dm
Fuck up with all these rookie MCs?
Whew, smell like a bunch of pussy to me
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em good,
fuck 'em long
Fuck 'em hard,
Am
Dm
fuck who? Fuck 'em all
Yeah, like that, just like that, right back
Gm
C
I'm on that money train and that
Am
C
MAC'll knock 'em off track
Dm
The quarterback,
Gm
well-protected from from the Warren Sapp
C
The young heart attack,
Am
C
I spit that cardiac
Dm
You can't see me, baby boy,
you got that cataracts
Gm
I'm right here,
C
straight out the hood just like an alley cat
Dm
Since everyone's a king, well,
where the fuck your palace at?
Gm
C
Me? I got callous on my hand
Am
s, I can handle that
Dm
It's no problem, baby, I so got 'em
Gm
Dm
C
It's just a victory lap, baby,
Am
Dm
I'm just jogging
Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath
Gm
C
The motherfucking best yet,
Am
C
sorry for cussing (Who?)
Dm
The
Verse 7
best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
Dm
best rapper alive (huh)
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
And they're gon'
R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?)
Bb
Am
Dm
The The The The The The best rapper alive
Am
Dm
(huh, yep), the best rapper alive (huh, yep)
Bb
The best rapper alive (huh, yep), the
Am
best rapper alive (huh)
Dm
Am
Swagger right, check (uh), game tight
Dm
Bb
And you should be afraid, be very afraid,
Am
Dm
yeah
Outro 1
Am
Dm
C
Am
Dm
Gm
C
Dm
Dm
C
Dm
Dm
Gm
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