Tonalité : Bb major•
Verse 1
Cm
Ebm
Cm
Drugs- n- alkahol baby! Ah!
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
Cm
Uh, mm that's funky, oh!
Verse 2
Ebm
Huh, I'm mr. What- the- fuck-
Cm
you- lookin- at
I'm mr. Quick- to- run-
Ebm
and- get- the- gat
Cm
Treat you like the hoosd like a diplomat
Ebm
Cm
Xzibit used to push a 'llac,
now I'm range rovin'
Ebm
Cm
Takin over never sober,
Ebm
bear witness like jehovah
Cm
Enemies fall like october
Ebm
Cm
Restless standin tall like a sol dier
We thick like the first
Ebm
Cm
motorola brick cellular phones
Cut to the bone,
Ebm
Cm
celebratin "dre day"
Eb
Love it or leave it alone (ha hah)
Ebm
Cm
Just con sider me the heir to
the throne
Ebm
The lifestyle of the savage and
Cm
well known protectin my owns
Ebm
Cm
Rolling stone bringin it
home, time for transition
Ebm
Cm
Don't talk too loud,
Eb
you might find yourself missin
Ebm
Cm
Look into my eyes,
Eb
all you see is will to survive
Cm
By any means,
Ebm
retreatin to the phillipines
To meditate,
Cm
liftin train like a heavyweight
Ab
Hit you and run with a california
Ebm
license plate
Verse 3
When y'all niggas stop
Cm
actin like bitches
Bitches stop actin like niggas
Ebm
we can all clock figures
Cm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Ebm
Cm
They all on my dick,
Ebm
fuck that shit!
When y'all bitches stop
Cm
actin like niggas
Ebm
Cm
Niggas stop actin like bitches
we can all get riches
Ebm
Cm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Ebm
Fuck that shit! We can all get rich!
Verse 4
Cm
Doggy dogg is bout to blow up
Eb
Cm
All, these snoop dogg haters need to slow up,
sho' nuff
Ebm
Cm
Know what? X,
the game is gettin sewn up
Eb
But I'm speedin 'em up and leavin 'em
Cm
Eb
Cm
I'm buckin 'em til they bleedin bruh
Hold up, fuck that, you tryin to get swoll up
Ebm
Cm
By the mic controller, clip reloader
Ebm
Cm
Frozen exposure, condos of a composer
Ebm
Cm
Sick like a bowl- of, a bowl of deez nuts
Eb
Cm
Fuck him up, cross him out,
then toss him out
Ebm
With the stamp on his head,
Cm
nigga dogghouse
Ebm
Cm
Nigga I'm universal crackin down
south (ya heard?)
Eb
Cm
Poppin my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth,
Ebm
ha ha
Cm
You act like you a dude
Eb
you get smashed on
Ebm
Cm
Full out my bitches with
Ebm
your fucked up attitude
Cm
Nappy- head hoes, worse than bitch niggas
Ebm
Cm
I treat 'em all the same,
Ebm
bitch check yo' game!
Verse 5
When y'all niggas stop
Cm
actin like bitches
Bitches stop actin like niggas
we can all clock figures
Ebm
Cm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Ebm
Cm
They all on my dick,
Ebm
fuck that shit!
When y'all bitches stop
Cm
actin like niggas
Niggas stop actin like bitches
we can all get riches
Ebm
Cm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Ebm
Cm
Fuck that shit! We can all
Ebm
get rich!
Verse 6
With the flick of a wrist,
Cm
send you deep into the abyss
Ebm
Cm
I don't pop cryst', but will
pop a nigga with this
Ebm
Cm
Made my way to the top of the list,
raised your fifth
Anything to keep it movin
make it harder to hit
Ebm
Cm
We survive when you thought
we was finished and done
Eb
Lookin over my cold
Cm
shoulder is attila the hun
Ebm
Cm
The gatling gun, guillotine,
don king's american dream
Eb
Cm
Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Ebm
Cm
Makin the whole scene collapse,
millenium raps
Ebm
Why fight for scraps,
Cm
Ebm
relax and take the whole plate witcha
Cm
The penny pitcher with a whole
lot of come and get ya
Ebm
Cm
You gettin my picture or do I have to
Eb
let 'em hit ya? Huahh!
Cm
Feel the ad renaline rush whenever I bust
Ebm
Cm
Got eyes in back of my head
Ebm
The people the I trust is just like me
Cm
Full of spite with very large appetites
Eb
Ebm
I'm too complex to break down
Verse 7
in black and white
Ebm
When y'all niggas stop
Cm
actin like bitches
Ebm
Cm
Bitches stop actin like niggas
we can all clock figures
Ebm
Cm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Ebm
Cm
They all on my dick,
Ebm
fuck that shit!
When y'all bitches stop
Cm
actin like niggas
Ebm
Cm
Niggas stop actin like bitches
we can all get riches
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
Cm
Ebm
Fuck that shit! We can all get rich!
Cm
(Ah- ahhh!) niggas,
Verse 8
yeah yeah,
Cm
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ah
Ebm
Cm
Yes, x to the z,
Ebm
Ebm
d- o- double- to- the- motherfuckin- g, oooh- wee!
Cm
Cm
Ah, this shit funky right
Cm
here my nigga
Ebm
Cm
Yeah, +open bar+ nigga,
we gettin' fucked up
Ebm
Three four in the morn ing,
Cm
ain't no time limits
Ebm
Cm
Huh huh, you ain't tryin to
hotbox with us nigga
Ebm
Cm
Roll some x, y'know!
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
Ah, niggas, bitches, niggas, bitches
Cm
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
Niggas, bitches, niggas, bitches
Cm
Eb
Cm
Niggas, bitches, niggas,
Ebm
Cm
Ebm
bitches
Cm
Ebm
Cm
Eb
Ebm
Niggas, bitches, niggas, bitches
Cm
Cm
Ebm
Niggas, bitches, niggas, bitches
Cm
Niggas, bitches, niggas,
it's all the same though
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