Tonalité : G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse
Verse 1
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One: {Lil' Ya}
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It's that nigga of the
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block
call me the hood mac
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Down to make some snaps
so what's the haps?
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Do I need the strap?
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Will somebody give me
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a extra clip?
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'cause I'm a need it if these
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niggas try to trip
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They might even try
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some of that funny shit
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If they do,
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they fuckin' wig I'm a split
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I'm a get my point across
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'cause I'm the boss
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Walkin' with my mossed bird,
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double barrel sawed off pump
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With some soldiers behind
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me called the Black Connection
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Bet you bottom dollar we be
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tighter then some bird fly
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You bests to run if you gun is on safety
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Be handy with the steel if you
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ever try to face me
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Nig ga don't you miss because if
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you do I'm a retaliate
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And before ya shut yo head
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and fuckin' face
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Don't get mad because yo tot
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your 'K' from the city
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Lil' Ya fa'sho just call
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me the Frank Nitty
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Takin' no pity leavin'
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yo city destroyed
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Bustin' down yo door to take your
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coke and all yo boy
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Then I leave the scenery my
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pockets full of greenery
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Blood on my back and no more
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bullets in my mac
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Watch yo back nig ga
Verse 3
Chorus: {Tec- 9 Yella Boy Lil' Ya}
Parley is cool and ok
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But I rather chill and hussle
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I break it to them easy fit
the pieces to the puzzle
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Parley is cool and ok
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But I rather chill and hussle
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Nigga we got dem
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flippers for that ass
{2x}
Verse 4
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Verse Two: {Yella Boy}
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Like Black and
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Moe I got
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this shit sold
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Cock diesel by my side
another homicide
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I'm back up on the scenery
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ya bitch you
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I'm from the third U. N.
L. V. who the hell are you?
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Now if you think you can beat
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me to the draw faw?
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Try yo luck, because I'm
a mover in the you- Haul
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Yo ass in trouble,
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when I plot and get there on the double
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Ain't nothin' shakin',
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when the real nigga hit the block
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Fully auto amo aimin' at you
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non stop
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Slickie Grease I got yo draws down
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I'm passed once,
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I'm comin' back around to act a clown
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No freakin' out because I'm used
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to this bloody streak
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Everyday and all night I keep my heat
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Don't give a fuck I play
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it real as it fuckin' go
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I ain't no hoe I spin the bin
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lettin' bullets flow
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Now can you coke with
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the gate like scope, nope
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I ain't no joke see I'm
straight downin' folks
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I'm on the real
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with the bill fifty loc song
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I put my stop to all you want
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to bee's instantly
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Then I vanish hangin'
with the Spanish
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I'm ducked off I'll be right back at you
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I'm here to stay now bitch
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you like a statue
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Ya see I'm dumpin' bullets if
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you try to disrespect my set
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I beat I'll leave yo ass wet,
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because I'm in a affect
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With the mag ninety,
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spittin' at you and yo crew
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Comin' to down you,
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quickly try'na get rid of you
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I catch a drain put yo ass in pain
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Fuckin' with the Yella an
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other unsolved slang
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I come to buck you down because
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I'm a fuckin' clown
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The black is in a position
that it's supposed to be in
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As I spin the bin once again
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Verse 6
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Chorus: {2x}
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Verse
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Three:{Tec- 9}
Verse 7
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Nig gas I got that
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flipper bigger den the big dipper
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We blowin' up slangin' this
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motherfuckin' gangsta shit
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We be rockin' up slab have
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the money in my hood
Keep it good,
protect the money that you make
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You bitch niggas can't fade
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what we put together
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No matter the weather I
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be ridin' around with
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That four- four in my leather
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Two extra clips to make
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sure yo bitch ass flips
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So catch the cut
Nigga what's happenin'
with all that gafflin'
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Get ready for strappin' be
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cause you know
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I'm bout that action daddy ok today
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I take a ride with my AK
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Somebody don ratted out my rock shop
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And told the cops my chillin' spot
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Where I hang at my
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Re servation
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Jeopardizin' my probation
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But I got to hussle to keep
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my shit tight right?
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If it means I have to walk the
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streets all
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Motherfuckin' night all
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my hommies are out
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Enjoyin' there selves (Where you
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at Tec- 9)
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I'm slangin' rocks in
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the motherfuckin' Meplh
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Now let's elevate a take
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it to another level
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Work it off the beeper flowin' from
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my nigga Keith
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Use the code that I give you
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hit me I'm a hit you
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Now picture me ballin' the
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emenies around me
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Waitin' for me to go down
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Player hater's are
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created by the hour
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Dope deal gone sour
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Replace the yae with the flour
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Break a quarter key down
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I can't fuck with that
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Give a nigga ounce of that furl
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and I can fuck with that
I would love to go out and
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parley with my homies
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Today but I got's to pay bills and
tomorrow's the First man
Outro 1
Chorus: {2x}
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