Tonalité : G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
C
Gm
Verse 1
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
Cm
C
Gm
(Oh no) Cry babies go
F
Gm
home
Verse 2
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies go home
Verse 3
Gm
I got people scared as fuck
like when condoms break
Or how your heart deals with eatin'
eighty pounds of steak
So put your belly on a plate
and watch your weight
Cm
You frosted like a flake and
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Ludacris feels great!
Verse 4
want come face me,
face come want who?
And women give me face 'til
their face turns blue
They can't breathe,
dick to mouth resuscitation
A tight squeeze what stops
the lengthy conversations
Verse 5
Gm
I Playstations, duck cops
and lose agents
I'm Doctor Love,
I close curtains and fuck patients
When I kick and rip and flip an
indispensable rhyme
My black ass is so hungry I'll
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take a bite out of crime
Gm
And it'll
Verse 6
hurt if I swallow,
but even more if I choke
Neighbors called the fire station
off the blunt that I smoke
You see I crush cowards,
funerals I'll send flowers
And I'm on the overpass flick
pennies at rush hour
Verse 7
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send two
Cm
to his dome
Gm
(Oh no) Cry babies go
F
Gm
home
Verse 8
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies go home
Verse 9
Gm
You see I'm ambidextrous I slap
ass with both hands
Delete your first steps,
but I'll save the last dance
I just bought some new guns my
mama said "it ain't worth it"
Cm
Gm
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But I'm at the shooting range just 'cause
Gm
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Gm
practice makes perferct
Verse 10
Gm
Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
You run with niggas that's
more chicken then pot pies
Bok bok bok I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a SAC King
like Chris Webber
Verse 11
Gm
Luda' take you back to duck
hunt and double dribble
When niggas sold quarters and
dimes and smoked nickels
My cars got big TVs and satellites
I got a Wheel of Fortune 'cause I
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Gm
flipped O's like Vanna White
Verse 12
Gm
the survey says? (Kill a
mutha fucka now)
Could it be off with his head? (Or shoot
a mutha fucka down)
Ground round,
ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot
rounds around teeth
Verse 13
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send two
Cm
to his dome
D
(Oh no) Cry babies go
F
Gm
home
Verse 14
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a
blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies go home
Verse 15
Gm
I kick niggas in their ass,
reboot 'em like laptops
And they wouldn't even box
if I gave 'em a flat top
You punks pucker and pout,
bicker and babble
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Now they all lost for words like
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I beat 'em in Scrabble
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You see I'm
Verse 16
Gm
from a small town called
"Fresh off a cop's ass"
Where Mr. Head- Potatoes are
skinned they get mashed
I smell puss from fifty yards
Y'all not playin' with full decks as if I jacked
out ya Jacks and left fifty cards
Verse 17
Gm
Catch me in Vegas spendin' the green
I re- up with more chips than
a vending machine
Then you can catch me in Rome,
mackin' some broads and sticking 'em
Cm
And you'll be at home picking
your boogers and flicking 'em
Verse 18
Gm
A drug dealer's dream,
so fresh and I'm so clean
I'm a grown ass man and y'all
are sweeter than sixteen
So go and kick rocks, peons,
you're just rookies
Headed downstairs to
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get you some milk and cookies
Verse 19
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a blow
to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies go
home
Verse 20
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout
to send two to his dome
Cm
Gm
(Oh no) Cry babies go
F
Gm
home
Verse 21
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send
two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies go
home
Verse 22
Gm
(Oh no) I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole
in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout
to send two to his dome
F
(Oh no) Cry babies go home
Outro 1
Gm
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