Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
Am
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B
G
Em
Am
Bomptown
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finest
Bomptown finest
B
Em
G
C
Look, uhh, nigga,
Em
Bomptown finest
Am
I done did the unexpected They
Verse 2
Am
C
countin' niggas out,
now them dickheads respect us
B
You unsure about me bein'
Em
successful
Well, I'm unsure about your ass
B
standin' in my section
Em
Am
C
'Cause I done put in overtime,
caught cases
Am
Em
Pop straps when Pop think I lost my mind
B
Where I'm from they try
Em
to hate and politic
But fuck that, buy a strap,
C
B
slow them up with hollow tips
Em
Am
I'm self made, self paid,
self safe of everythang
B
And that Maybach doin' donuts, bitch
I'm in Bompton, still hitting' corners
And if the 'Gnac gone,
niggas still sip Corona
Em
I done made me,
Am
I feel good about it
C
Am
But them suckas try to tell me,
C
take the hood up out me
B
Who would Master P be if he wasn't
Em
"'Bout It 'Bout It"?
C
Or HOV without the Marcy Projects
B
I'm
Verse 3
Am
Bomptown's finest, yeah,
nigga
B
Em
B
C
Bomptown's finest, 4Hunnid, 4
Em
Nigga, Bomptown's finest,
Am
yeah
B
Em
C
Bomptown's finest, uhh
Verse 4
Am
Now when I pull up,
everything exotic
C
Can't complain, life's sweet,
blue drank, hypnotic
B
The past year I've been makin' all profit
G
B
Em
My team finally got it,
then somebody shot me
Am
C
Damn, that's just the devil, my nigga
But thank God it ain't end with a shovel,
my nigga
B
Have it dusted off my shoulders like whatever,
Em
my nigga
C
And Frogg ain't gone he live forever,
Am
Em
my nigga
C
Am
Rest in peace to my nigga Frogg
B
G
You know your 4Hunnid niggas out here,
Em
doing they shit, nigga
Am
My nigga gone but never
B
forgotten
Em
You know anytime I bheese, I told
C
Am
you what's poppin'
Em
Am
Uhh, so y'all niggas finally made it
Buddha still the same,
C
B
you know that nigga brazy
You know when small niggas
G
hatin'
B
There's money being made now so
niggas started changin'
Em
Am
And Game just dropped
Documentary 2
C
He got some bangers on there, and
B
what he talkin' about true
Em
I know you and Peso had issues
But real shit,
C
it seem like that nigga miss you
Am
Your kids,
I took them Christmas shopping
You know me, I'ma do my part,
nigga, I gotchu
B
I know you watchin' so
Em
you know what's up with G man
He was just worried about his
kids and his freeman
Am
Your mom said that you said,
we was on bad terms
C
B
Man, that shit work a nigga nerves
But long as Lil Buddha on this Earth
Em
It's long live Lil Frogg, that's
C
my word
Verse 5
Em
Am
Nigga, Bomptown finest
C
Ayy, nigga,
B
Em
B
Bomptown finest
Em
Am
Ayy, nigga, Bomptown finest
C
B
Em
This is Bomptown's finest
C
Em
Nigga, Bomptown's finest
Am
C
Am
Third verse, three years later
Verse 6
Still Piru in it, still gettin' paper
B
Gotta tell you about the homies,
Em
whole lot up in the makin'
B
Teebee, yeah,
that's my nigga, but we ain't talk much lately
Em
Am
Me and H fell out,
C
me and Mustard fell out
Am
C
Me and you fell out 'cause there was some
Am
shit you did n't tell me 'bout
B
But I ain't even trippin' 'cause
Em
I get the bigger picture
D
Big Buddha that's my nigga,
C
so you know you my nigga
Em
Am
Turtle gone, Chica- gone,
C
Buddha three call you know I answer my phone
B
High nigga in skinny jeans,
Em
be the realest from the team
B
That's how them old niggas
C
G
holla behind the scene
Em
Am
And baby Buddha,
my Tree Top trooper
C
Big homies don't love ya 'cause they
Am
ain't say nothin' to ya
Em
But in real time the shit out
here be too tough
Gotta stay dangerous,
C
gotta keep touped up
Em
Am
Hoppin' out with two tucked
doin' too much
Don't give two fucks livin'
C
B
like I can't lose much
Em
Fuck luck, hit the bottle,
B
now I'm fucked up
Em
Spread the money out
Am
'Cause what goes around, come around,
C
nigga, nunchucks
Blow it once, okay, blow it twice,
you a dumb fuck
B
Em
I done took homies off the block
Who knows how many homies I done
C
Am
saved from gettin' popped
Em
Am
Look at Slim he ain't gotta sell rocks
C
I told him figure out this rap shit,
then you buy the block
B
Look it's like 800, lookin' like money
Em
I told him save that shit, don't
spend it all on the day
Am
Ayy Buddha, ru you know what it ru
We got some shit in the makin',
C
it's bomin' soon
B
Went from slangin' to bangin'
Em
and burglaries before school
Then finesse this rap shit on
C
B
Em
Piru
C
Am
Bomptown finest
Verse 7
C
Am
Ayy, nigga,
D#dim
B
Em
Bomptown finest
Am
C
Ayy, nigga, Bomptown finest
B
Em
This is Bomptown's finest
C
Am
Em
Am
Nigga, Bomptown's finest
Outro 1
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