Tonalité : G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I got
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my whole hood rollin' right behind me
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Diamonds in the back,
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back syrup got me leanin'
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Rollin' up a fat,
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fat swisher while I'm singin'
Em
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Dia mond in the back,
Em
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sun roof top, come on
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You know the rest, homie,
you know the west
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Sticky dope, put a hole in your chest,
Em
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we grow the best
C .O .V.,
rep the code to the death
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with no regrets
I'm a fully loaded rockstar
Uzi keeps shooting at you,
snitches in the cop car
Em
Louis V, Huey P, Mutant, the oxy pill,
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Bobby Seale House
nigga, I was in the cotton field
Em
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Now I'm about to clock a mil
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Presidential rollie shit with that Baraka pill
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I ball and kick it like I'm on
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a Ghana soccer field
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Wonder how Paca feel,
Em
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how would Big Papa feel
To know it's still real,
niggas countin' dollar bill
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And I keep a loaded chopper
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for you dirty bastards
Em
Cause to be the murder rap,
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you gotta murder rappers
Ha, leave you leanin' like
some purple Shasta
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Million dollar story, ho,
it's the early chapters
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Rollin' behind
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In a coupe with the seats back
is where you'll find me
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If you ain't got your money,
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yo, never mind me, oh
Em
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I got my whole hood rollin'
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right behind me
Am
Diamonds in the backpack,
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syrup got me leanin'
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Rollin' up a fat -fat,
swishin' while I'm singin'
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Em
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Oh, oh, oh
I hang with gangbangers
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and some crazy -ass white dudes
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Nigga with a attitude,
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rappers think they ice -cubed
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But I seen you're kinda
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sophomore like my junior
Em
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I'ma call you high school, I ain't cool
Em
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True or false, before your al bum dropped
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Tell me, was you a boss?
You say, yeah,
that's as foolish as a Jewish cross
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You won't even believe it,
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got me wondering
Who the fuck you are
when your music's off
For what it's worth,
I recall eatin' a surf sandwich
Still managed to do my dirt,
puttin' in work famished
Now they call me El Jefe
I learn Spanish, I be lyin'
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If I say the money made the hurt vanish
Em
But it helps when these hoes
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suck a boss player
Em
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Still love black women, fuck John Mayer
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I got a white girl, fat ass blonde hair
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We make good music every time I
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Kanye 'er I hood rollin' right behind
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In a coupe with the seats back
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is where you'll find me
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G
But if you ain't got your money up,
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nev er mind me
Am
Em
I got my whole hood
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Bm
rollin' right behind me
Am
Diamonds in the back,
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Am
sack syrup got me leanin'
C
Bm
Rollin' up a fat -fat swisher
Am
while I'm singin'
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Am
Oh, oh, oh
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Yeah, and the beat goes on
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Em
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No sleep, been in the streets so long
Mama call me like, please go home
Ma, I need to get these C notes on
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See, I'm all about action and less hopin'
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Bet ter die with my Smith
and West smokin'
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Or havin' sex strokin'
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Just jokin', Seth Ro gen
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No I'm not,
life was a heifer when I left her
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She had her legs open
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And on my tombstone,
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tell them put soot, soot
C .O .B. till I die, my nigga, soot, soot
But for now, I lift flies to ski the airman
Ironic, a stand -up nigga,
Em
but still the chairman
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Got hood rollin' right behind me
Am
In the coupe with the seats back
is where you'll find me
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If you ain't got your money,
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you'll never mind me, oh
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Am
Em
I got my whole hood
Am
rollin' right behind me
G
Diamonds in the backpack,
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Am
syrup got me leanin'
Bm
Rollin' up a backpack,
Em
swish it while I'm singin'
C
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Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
C
Music is my life
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