Tonalité : Ab major
Verse 1
G
D
(scarface excerpt) that chick he's
Gm
D
with....she like me. oh she likes you
D
huh? how do you know? the eyes
F
Eb
C#
chico....they never lie. what are you
Ebm
Abm
serious? yeah I'm serious....what do you
D#m
D#
think? man that's the bosses
G
D
lady you're gonna get us killed. the bosses
D
lady? fuck you man!....the
F#
bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got
G
some of that for
E#
me?...would you kiss me if I wear that
G
hat?
verse 1 (kool g. rap)
D
I had to have her,
D#
since my first glance at her
F#
pimp stance at her
D#
watchin' men throwin'
banjamins and grants at her
D
bottles of italy and france at her
advance at her,
spit romance at her
G
D
champagne glasses chatter
ass fatter than that actress
up in family matters
E#
G
lips thicker than mick jaggers
dick so hard the shit could stab her
G
she pushed a sick jaguar
G
D#
paint shined like it was black lacker
G
she carried a small gat for back up
D#
whole shit spectacular
peepin' out her frame,
walkin' in back of her
F#
she had the hour glass shape
G
D
had my blood flowin' fast paced
past late, get that ass raped, fast
tied up with mask tape
D#
mad papes, I could tell by the
E#
way she was draped
A#
F#
her sex mate's caked up like drake's
D#
he's got the crib by the lake
wanted by the jakes
for takin' powder weight outta state
D
they straight sorrounded his crib
with tower gates
garden lookin' like a flowered wake
E#
F#
every hour he make about enough
D
dough to spoil this bitch sour
sex, money,
D#
D
and power, pussy good enough to devour
I hit her up inside
D
the marble tiled shower
D#
D
then snapped back to reality
F#
he said her name was valerie
don't fuck around with that ho, a
nigga's on the salary
pockets too low calorie
E#
her man will get his cavalry
and straight turn the town to
a shootin' gallery
D#
chorus - off his life,
D
D#
F#
to get in good with the bosses wife, cross his
life just to floss his ice,
D
to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
the night, if the thoughts is right,
E#
bodies could get lost in spite
D
F#
repeat once
D
E#
verse 2: (chameleon)
the bosses lady,
G
I cocks the four- fifth and holds it steady baby
F#
E#
my man ships more weight
G
than the fuckin' navy
out to get this gravy,
so you can't take mine
you crossed the line
D
G
fuckin' with the bosses devine
D
ay yo, his mans, they commit crimes
E#
found out you tryin' to fuck
with his dime
you laid your life on the line
G
but the cards are in my hands
E#
I love this rich man,
G
and fuckin' you is not in the plan
I'm out to get grands and
E#
live on my own land
D
so why fuck with that help?
I'm livin' in wealth,
E#
you under his belt
hourglass figure I know you felt
wonderin' how the pussy smelt
G
lavish taste will have you livin' in debt
D
G
fantasizin' 'bout his wifes sex,
D
G
so how could you dis
E#
respect the man
that supplies the cash for your checks?
G
on the low 'cause you know he
E#
blaze tecks
and you fear for what's next
G
your life is in debt for tryin'
E#
to get my pussy wet
realize the bigger picture
D
I deal with bigger figures
E#
I got no time for affairs with
G
the average niggas
keep the lustin' to a limit
D
E#
'cause ain't no benefits in it
too much to lose if I let you hit it
D
you know the force is deep
E#
and you want to creep
thinkin' how sweet it would be
if I just let you eat
but to the boss yo, I gotta stay true
the chump change won't do
G
so me with you isn't happenin' boo
verse 3: (both)
E#
G
(g. rap) I like ya style, kid you get wild
E#
let the chips pile
D
E#
my clique slit smiles across your mans
throat so look who's big now
G
barkin' on shit like a (?)
E#
lame chick you got this shit foul
we got the big bricks
shipped in from miles
E#
while I'm whippin' shit
A#
with 6 plus 6 valves
D
makin' millions off fiscal
D#
we regulated,
E#
D#
boo I guess you haven't heard the latest
Gm
about these new agents
E#
stackin' out rageous
(chameleon) yeah,
I heard about the way you flip birds,
got these niggas standin' on the curb
D
sellin' cocaine and erbs
E#
you and my nigga exchanged words
F#
then parted ways
E#
you swore to god all day
your squad would spray my man in all kinds of
E#
sick and retarded ways
(g. rap) straight gave him a harp
to play
(chameleon) I peeped
your resume
(g. rap) you with me angel?
E#
(chameleon) yeah, no doubt,
F#
but I should bang you
E#
E#
D
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