Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Gm
Yea shorty,
you know what I'm talking bout'
Cm
Bb
I peep these niggas out here they slipping
like they ain't bout
Money no more man,
Dm
Gm
so what fuck
You know what we goin' do ha?
What we been doing, huh, nigga
Cm
Bb
We goin' load up,
Gm
get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em'
Keep fucking hoes
Loading up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm saying,
we goin' get greedy too, nigga
I ain't never gettin' full,
I'm full blooded with this grind
Verse 2
Gm
Bb
I got it, I got it
Gm
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
Cm
Bbm
If the elements don't murder
Bb
you the riders will for real
Gm
And niggas know I goes
hard to the fullest
Cm
Bb
Get involved and I got' em' playing
Gm
dodge ball with bullets, Yeah
I got the sawed off fully,
Cm
Bb
in the Sean John hoody
Dm
Gm
Get fucked ya play pussy
We hit em' up when they ain't
Cm
Bb
looking and them body shots hurt
Gm
But the head shots took him
Damn
Cm
And if the red dot spot him then
Bb
the hollow head got him
Knock his top to his bottom,
Dm
Gm
jack, yeah
You see me grind from the bottom
Cm
Bb
Gm
just to make it to the bottom
Bb
Gm
At the very bottom of the map
Cm
Louisiana piranhas everywhere you at
Gm
You gotta wear a extra
Bb
Gm
condom and an extra gat
You bitch could get it for
acting like a man
Cm
Gm
Them niggas in Pakistan ain't
packin' like ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
Cm
Gm
In front of niggas he cool
Bb
Gm
with the boys on fam
I'm on, I adjust in different climates
Cm
Bb
Ducking the animal keep on
Gm
running with my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like
Cm
Bb
in 5 states
Dm
Weezy hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
Gm
And in a drought I go on a
Cm
diet and stretch more
Bb
Loose all that weight,
Gm
leave a nigga with stretch marks
You don't even come up to a
Cm
Bb
nigga chest paw, sub par
What the fuck they play it
Dm
Gm
in the club for?
Real shit I'm ducking
Cm
bombs from a drug war
Bb
No religion but the cops swear
that I'm a drug lord
Gm
Father forgive 'em for they no
Cm
not who they pushing, Lord
Bb
Father forgive me if I have
Dm
to send them to ya, Lord
Gm
I'm just trying to dodge the
Cm
shots they send to the god
Bb
Gm
They riding up highway to
heaven boulevard
Damn, them niggas pussy and jive
Cm
Bb
Not even in an eye exam,
Gm
Bb
they ain't looking for "I"
Gm
The A and the K will make ya
face crook to the side
Cm
Gm
Now when you smiling everybody
Bb
gotta look from the side
Gm
'Cause when you wilding you ain't looking,
you just looking high
Cm
Bb
Gm
And when we hungry you look like pie
Bb
Dm
Gm
Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon meringue,
Cm
Bb
apple custard, cherry jelly
Gm
Don't make me get the biscuit buster
What up gizzle you my distant brother
Cm
Bb
Real shit nigga same father
Dm
different mother, yep
Gm
I skip the fronting and
Cm
sticks to keeping it trill
Bb
Gm
You not know me for nothing other I'm something other than people you feel,
I'm deeper for real
Bb
I'm deeper than skills,
my speeches can kill
Gm
Rest in peace
Verse 3
Gm
Yeah, you under- dig, shorty
its all about one thing nigga
If you 'bout money nigga come fuck with us,
If you ain't bout money get the
fuck from 'round us nigga
And whatever you 'bout,
we 'bout it
However you wanna get
it we can give it to ya
Bb
Gm
Or der bitch, ya under- dig
Put ya prints in nigga
Cm
Gm
Bb
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the
Gm
concrete and let's roll
Verse 4
Bb
Gm
Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying the dude
Cm
Bb
I bust ya head until the meat
turns ya mind to food
Dm
Gm
Foot for thought, think I ain't lying to you
Cm
Bb
I lie his body in grease set fire to him
Gm
I tie his body in sheets,
put the tires to him
Cm
Bb
Make him feel the Escalade,
Dm
Gm
put his feet in the blades, damn!
Cm
Bb
I'm near heating and blaze a nigga keep
They ways when I'm in the
streets with Blake
Gm
Watch, my nigga hungry,
he'll eat the plate
Cm
Bb
And if I ask,
Gm
Bb
Gm
the homeboy will eat'chaface, yea
And though he got me,
Cm
Gm
you can ask, I'm like a pool table
I keep the eight
My side pocket sideways
Cm
Gm
When I pop it leave a nigga sideways
For five days
Bb
Gm
Birdman talk to 'em
Verse 5
Gm
Yeah nigga, I tell 'em,
I tell em' again, shorty
Cm
Bb
If it ain't about no money get the
Gm
Bb
Dm
motherfuck from 'round us, nigga
Gm
Hey, hey
Verse 6
Gm
Cm
Check my swag, I travel like sound dog
Bb
You play hard in the
Dm
gravel like ground dog
Gm
I'm underground call me groundhog
Cm
Bb
Gm
Lay down logs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law,
nah but just confuse me with my paw
Cm
Bbm
Bb
Because I am the Birdman J- R
Dm
Gm
I ain't tripping nigga,
Cm
I play the corner like Ripkin, nigga
Bb
Dm
With the 40 cal Ripkin, nigga, rip a nigga
Gm
Cm
Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
Bb
Wack ya baby momma
Dm
but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still,
Bb
Gm
'cause the lil' nigga still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then
Cm
come on and get killed
Bb
The Sig peel bandannas
Gm
like banana's
Say I'm slight bananas I blow
a weekend in Havana
Cm
Bb
In my cabana
Gm
With my bottom bitch from savanna
Man a train couldn't stop ya man
Cm
Gm
Bb
I man up and you not a man
Dm
I stand up, say I got my land
Gm
I'm the man of my land
Cm
Gm
Call it Lil- Weezy- ana
That's the new plan
Verse 7
Gm
Yeah nigga, you 'bout some
money get at me nigga
That's the only way
Dumb shit, we 'bout that,
get at me, yeah under- dig?
Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga
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