Tonalité : G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
F#
C#m
E
Charged add to the game,
C#m
yeah
F#
Charged add to the pain
E
Charged add to the fact
C#m
E
things will never be the same
G#m
Don't know where to start this
F#
I feel like there's a hole
where my heart is
C#m
I'ma get this dodo regardless
E
One time I met a snake in the garden
G#m
He told me that he'd buy it on
whoever phoned me
F#
Anytime, anyplace, whatever homie
C#m
Never thought he'd bring it my way
Like you could be a snake
E
if you're my snake
G#m
But he know I'ma kill
him if he violate
F#
I'ma do him dirty, yeah, my way
C#m
Feeding him a hoop down the highway
Tryna find a reason not
E
to leave you sideways
G#m
Who is always coming
at your sideways?
F#
Green light, I'm putting on my fire
I'ma set some killers on a riot
E
Stay out of the way and pick a side, yeah
G#m
I should've known,
I been should've blown
F#
In my hood and I'm good at home
C#m
Crazy, I'm the one who put him on
Said they solid and they
wasn't drawn
E
F#
G#m
Comin' for me, hope you comin' strong
F#
But I'ma leave you on my fuckin' lawn
C#m
Have a waitin' at your
fuckin' mom's
Then lay low until you're
fuckin' gone
B
F#
B
Charge out to the game,
C#m
G#m
C#m
charge out to the fame
F#
E
Charge out to the fact
C#m
E
that it won't keep sayin' my name
F#
G#m
Yeah, charge out to the game, yeah,
F#
charge out to the pain
E
Charge out to the fact
C#m
E
things will never be the same
C#m
G#m
Charge out to the game,
F#
charge out to the fame
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
they won't keep sayin' my name
G#m
Charge out to the game,
F#
charge out to the pain
C#m
Charge out to the fact
B
things will never be the same
E
G#m
I miss my dog, it's fucked up,
he got murdered
F#
I can't go into this shit any further
C#m
Was on the phone,
talked to my brother Berto
Twenty -five years from them
E
thirties in Florida
G#m
Fuckin' with birdies and
fuckin' with strippers
F#
Trap out the car, shoppin', I got stickers
C#m
Fuck who the freshest and
fuck who get bitches
E
They don't gotta give a fuck
C#m
once you the richest
Everyone with you gon'
G#m
probably turn witness
F#
You put your beef on the gram
and I snitch it
C#m
I got a glove on why I ain't
like I'm pinchin'
E
I bring the murder rate up
in Port Richmond
I'm like I'm fishin',
G#m
I'm lookin' for tension
F#
Never forgot it, I ain't get to mention
All who did me dirty,
C#m
the clip on the 40th stitch
G#m
Homie, you gon' come a missin'
E
G#m
Charge out to the game,
F#
charge out to the fame
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
that everyone keep sayin' my name
G#m
Charge out to the game, yeah,
F#
charge out to the pain
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
things will never all be the same
C#m
G#m
Charge out to the game,
F#
charge out to the fame
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
that everyone keeps sayin' my name
G#m
Charge out to the game, yeah,
F#
charge out to the pain
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
things will never all be the same
B
Never all be I seen friends turn to foe,
C#m
I don't even know
F#
I don't even argue, I just get this dough
C#m
I just stack it up, they just fuck it up
E
Green light the situation, let em go
G#m
I friends turn to four,
C#m
G#m
I don't even know
F#
I don't even argue, I just get this dough
C#m
I just stack it up, they just fuck it up
E
F#
Green light the situation, let em go
G#m
Arms ain't long enough,
call the bombings up
F#
Cut the snake throat,
that's the formula
C#m
That was your work,
look what that done to ya
E
You gon' bleed out on
that pavement under ya
G#m
I can't fuck with you,
no, I can't fuck with ya
F#
Deep down, no, I still got love for ya
C#m
E
Deep down, no, I still got love for ya
C#m
E
G#m
Charge out to the game,
F#
charge out to the fame
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
that you won't keep sayin' my name
G#m
Charge out to the game, yeah,
F#
charge out to the pain
C#m
Charge out to the fact
E
things will never all be the same
C#m
B
Charge out to the game,
G#m
F#
charge out to the fame
E
Charge out to the fact
C#m
that you won't keep
E
sayin' my name
B
C#m
Charge out to the game, yeah,
G#m
F#
charge out to the pain
E
Charge out to the fact
C#m
E
that things will never be the same
C#m
G#m
It's never been the same
F#
Gang, fame,
C#m
E
G#m
keep sayin' my name
F#
C#m
E
Pain, they'll never,
G#m
they'll never be the same
F#
Gang, fame,
C#m
E
and they keep sayin',
G#m
they keep sayin' my name
F#
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
C#m
yeah, yeah
E
And I'll never, ever be the same
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AccordsG#m F# C#m E B
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