Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Em
Ay man, y about ready to strike
to the dog houses?
It ain't poppin' up here, man.
You should've been done that, man.
Let's do it.
Ay man, I'm about to roll
to the liquor store first.
Strike.
Bm
Em
You know.
Gotta get my drinkin' on.
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It's about that time.
Em
All right.
Ay
Sid.
Yeah.
You ready,
Jay?
All right, man.
Let's rock.
I ain't nothin' now.
Top down.
G
Em
6 -8
G
Catalina.
Em
It's time to clown.
G
Em
And the tribe, it's full of hounds.
Wearing
G
Em
EKs for protection.
G
Now I'm strikin' through the park
Em
for the lobby section
G
Everybody is doin' they own thing
Em
Some slang, some bangin', some hang
G
Cops alert,
Em
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Em
tryin' to take authority
G
Em
Lookin' for a reason to swear to minority
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Em
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Em
But I don't bang or slang white powder I'm
G
Em
just down and I'm hard as a rock welder
G
Em
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Crap up , I park my low
Em
G
Em
Locked it up so we can take a little stroll
G
Em
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Today is night so all the girls are wowed
Em
G
Em
This fuck i'm speaking on, we call it the
Dawg
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Em
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Em
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Cal
Em
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Em
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My video broke, looks just last week
Em
Now every freak I see is flirting a weed
And jealous suckers play the envious game
G
Em
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Em
Tryin' to tile them fake
McLean's
A lot of brothers that I don't even know
G
He's surrounding me and hounding
Em
me and axing the road
Bm
Cause my image is strong and I
Em
Bm
get much attention
Em
Stepping through the doghouse
sipping and dipping
I ain't tripping,
I'm lounging to the fullest
Bm
Em
Give me a freak or a trigger and I'll pull it
I see a fight,
G
Em
two fanatics going at it over coke
G
Em
Now that's a very bad habit as I scope
G
Em
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I hear a scream and a shout
Em
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Em
Some fool got jacked in a
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Em
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Em
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doghouse
at me!
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Em
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Bm
Em
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah,
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Em
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Bm
Em
G
Em
ah, ah, ah
So now I cruise through this
door for some crew
G
I tried to creep,
Em
but the cops were deep
They've been waiting for a
G
Em
chance to harass me
G
So I froze, held my pose,
Em
if I don't, he'll blast me
Playin' that
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T .J.
Em
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Em
Bugaro, he stepped to me
G
Em
For no reason, he was sweatin' me
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Em
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He asked for proof of who I was
Em
G
That ain't no trip,
Em
cause I know I'm legit
Check the car,
G
Em
I ain't got nothin' to hide
Prayin' to
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Em
God, the drive stashed the nine
G
Em
I let him search, he was a lost cause
G
Em
All along, said
G
Em
Singh had the nine in his drawers
G
Em
Since I was on pro bation
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Em
The cop thought he could catch me fly layin' in a
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Em
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Bm
Em
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dog house
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All these short, short skirts,
Em
got the trap up tight
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Em
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Em
Gotta get set up and let it on tonight
So now I'm fiendin',
the law's makin' everybody
G
Em
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Gotta pull me a freak that's
Em
down with the motel
G
Straight ask him,
Em
G
do you wanna back him?
Em
G
Nah, I play the role though
Em
First I flatter him,
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Em
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I see a gang of him in my direction
Em
G
Em
They all have back ends, a wide selection
I made my choice and put my beard in
I wind her and rush her to the
Holiday
Inn
I felt rushed but I paid it no mind
G
Em
And broke out with the
Do
Not
Disturb sign
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I had my thang on,
Em
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right about then I heard a nigga at my door
Em
She said, that's my husband,
G
I got pissed and got her rented this room
Em
G
Em
Come to find the freak had a groom
I heard his voice again,
G
he said, I want my wife so
Em
G
Em
I threw her out, gave the fool some advice
If you wanna keep your girl in check
And to yourself without a doubt
Keep your spouse out the
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doghouse
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Em
House
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