Tonalité : E minor
Intro 1
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Hey,
Verse 1
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yo!
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin' baby
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I don't wonder why
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin' baby
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Everybody wonder why
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin' baby
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From the stove in the kitchen
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To the strip on the block
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Gettin' that, gettin' that money is all
I know, it don't stop
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No commission,
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no consignment, I get it
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You see the diamonds, then I live it
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This is my client, tellin' if it's science,
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I'm a chemist
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Whippin' it hard, whippin' the car
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Before I see them all,
boy, I get rid of them all
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You know what's up with that
Find me where they struggle at
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My first couple stacks
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Came from traffickin'
them duffin' bags
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Youngin' up for grabs, cash
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I run up a tad fast, I don't bluff or brag
I'm at a hundred stacks,
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I want two hundred back
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Man, I had enough of rap
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My hammer's in a strap
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An d I'm gamblin' these scraps
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Go from the flamma to the trap
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And the camera see the black
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bandana on his mat
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When I'm handlin' this gattin',
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it's a fact
Ain't nothin' funny
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when my money ain't right
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I guess that's why they
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Everybody wonder why
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My body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin', baby
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Everybody wonder why
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My body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin', baby
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Everybody wonder why
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My body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin', baby
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Hey, hey, hey, hey
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin'
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Ain't no crashin', no accidents,
when trashed again this package
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Imagine gettin' backed again,
that I ain't lettin' happen
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If you trappin', get at him, add him,
ask him who the captain
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I'm addin' these mathematics,
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call it stackin'
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Add it again, I'm transportin',
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can't afford to be camported
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No books in my jeans, but they can't call it
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I talk it cause I walk it, damn Jordan
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I'm ballin' like Jim Joneses
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I'm on it, I own it,
not only for the moment
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On my airport,
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shittin' birds flyin' off the corner
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All I hear is, shit,
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them kids apply it like a donor
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I'm livin' dead,
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some niggas said I woke up outta coma
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My fish scale is a fishy,
man, you know by the aroma
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What you know about that cola?
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Man, I ain't talkin' soda
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It's stronger than ammonia
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Just tell them what you told us
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Overseas with them beans
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I'm Alicia with them keys
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Ain't no police within the scene
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Or at least that's what it seems,
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I mean
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Everybody wonder why, my, my,
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my, my, my body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin' baby
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Everybody wonder why,
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my, keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep swellin' baby
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Everybody wonder why, my, my,
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my, my, my body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep
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swellin' baby
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My body keep sellin'
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and my pockets keep
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Okay, this plug, huh,
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pockets deep like the ocean be
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Bustin' in the streets,
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you can call me the Oakland B
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Tryna stay under,
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but everybody notice me
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I give girls butterflies,
but I ain't talkin' flowetry
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Gettin' rich in the hood,
all this project poetry
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Everybody in the hood,
yeah, they wanna go with me
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If you from the ghetto, then there's nothin',
man, you roll with me
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King of the city, best believe,
ho, I hold the key
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Pockets stay swellin',
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but these snitches stay tellin'
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But man, I'm about to blow
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like Mount St. Helen
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and my pockets got them up
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Jeans look like they got love,
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only roll with the champs
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I don't rock with the chumps,
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too short in my day
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That's that old school bump,
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in the old school,
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sittin' on 26's, bruh
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Yeah, I be on the block,
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feelin' like I'm the Ken Bae
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Hit JFK and get picked up by Sensei
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In my pockets, keep swelling, baby
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Nobody wonder why I -I -I -I
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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In my pockets, keep swellin',
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baby
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I'm proud to keep sellin'
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In my pockets, keep swellin',
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baby
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Do my thing
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