Tonalité : Gb major•
Verse 1
D#
Can I get you something?
'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' bone! Jackin' me up,
tight me!
I'm sorry, I don't understand
Cutty say 'e can't hang!
G#m
Oh, stewardess! I speak jive
Oh, good
Verse 2
G#m
Jus' hang loose, blood She
gonna catch ya up
on da rebound on da med side
What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies,
I dug her rap!
Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help,
chump don't get da help!
Say 'e can't hang, say seven up!
D#
G#m
Jive- ass dude don't got
no brains anyhow! Shit
Verse 3
G#m
I got my bell bottoms on
with my cherry incense
My tailor- made slacks with the dick print
My afro pick with the black fist
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu kick
Platform shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit,
I'm a pimp
Whitewalls and a black leather coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one- adam- twelve
Pretty ass nigga,
you better stick yourself
B
G#m
Militant, don't call me
D#
G#m
Cassius
Dashiki, I got to be the blackest
I'm Isaac Hayes with a switchblade
I'm Rodney Allen Rippy, come
fuck with me
B
G#m
D#
G#m
I'm just tryn a tell ya, "Young blood,
best respect your elders"
Right on
Verse 4
G#m
I'm comin' straight from the 70's
Super fly in my perm and my leather P's
I'm comin' straight from
D#
G#m
the 70's
Super fly in my perm and my leather P's
Sho- nuff
I'm comin' straight from the 70s
Old school playa,
C#
G#m
fuck what they tellin' me
Can you dig it?
I'm comin' straight from
D#
G#m
the 70's
Old school playa,
fuck what they tellin' me
Verse 5
G#m
House parties,
pop- lockin' and pickin'
Starter jackets, got my Jheri curl
drippin'
Gangbangin', yeah,
Bloodin' and Crippin'
Forty ounce sippin',
B
G#m
'6- 4 dippin'
No shoe strings, nigga, say word
I'm Magic Johnson,
you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket,
I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs. Prince
Atari 2600, I don' done it
A#m
G#m
See that fat gold chain? Nigga,
D#
run it
G#m
I got my jimmy hat on
'cause I don't want it
Mike Tyson, who's my opponent?
Quick as Carl Lewis, be back in a moment
I won't shoot ya, nigga,
D#
G#m
I might nuke you, nigga
In my DeLorean, Back to the Future,
nigga
Fresh
Verse 6
G#m
I'm comin' straight from the 80's
With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
I'm comin' straight from the 80's
With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
Word up
I'm comin' straight from the 80's
F#
With my fat gold chain for
G#m
the ladies (can you dig it?)
I'm comin' straight from the 80's
With my fat gold chain for the ladies
Verse 7
G#m
Man, you know what I'm sportin'
A short haircut, everything Jordan
That's right,
a nigga played on the dream team
I had to let 'em know
that it's a G Thang
It's a black thing,
you wouldn't understand
Shaquille O'Neal the real Superman
Boy, I hit like Roy
Versace, Versace to all the real D- Boyz
In the crack spot with a laptop
A#m
Bumpin' that Biggie Smalls and 2Pac
G#m
D#
French braid and weed heads
G#m
Where'd all these niggas come
from with these dreads?
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD
C#
G#m
watchin' Friday (yay yay)
B
G#m
So what I'm tryn a tell ya, "Pump yo brakes,
respect your elders"
Baby- baby
Verse 8
G#m
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
Fo- sho
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
F#
Triple OG, you know where
G#m
to find me (can you dig it?)
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
Triple OG, you know where to find me
Verse 9
G#m
B
G#m
Fresh for 2018
D#m
I'm an ex-
Verse 10
G#m
gangbanger from
F#
G#m
Los Angeles
I've been to jail, fighting,
partying, low riding
But you learn as you get older
F#
You must become a man one day
G#m
and put away childish things
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? (Yeah!)
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