Tonalité : G major•
Intro 1
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Am
Bm
C
Am
Bm
C
Am
Bm
C
C5
C
Bm
Am
Bm
Niggas
Verse 1
frontin' down there,
C5
Am
they stuntin' down there
A
They don't want me to send
them trucks around there
Bm
Get, get, hunnid niggas to
C5
pop up around there
Am
A
With the bump around there,
Am
get the dumping down there
A
Bm
C5
Get, tell me why you creeps mad
Am
Is it cause I leap past you so fast?
A
Am
And I didn't even speak fast
Bm
C5
C
Use a joke and a cheap blast
Am
Stop rapping,
A
do yourself a favor and eat glass
Bm
C5
I play fucking kickball
C
Am
with you bean bags
A
Am
I'm at a level so high,
Bm
you can't breeze past
C5
I'm ten pounds,
C
use a seed in a weed bag
Am
A
C' mon nigga,
where's the weed at?
Am
Bm
You don't want my face to
C5
C
be the face you see
Am
A
In your dream and the reason
Am
A
you awake from sleep
Am
Bm
Coke, we used to it down here,
C5
C
we movin' it down here
Am
A
We sellin' out more than
Patrick
Ewing did down here
Bm
Papi, mita, mita,
C5
C
we speak it fluent down here
Am
A
We get bricks cause we know
Am
A
what the fuck we doin' down here
Bm
C5
I squeeze clips and gaps at your knees,
C
hips and back
Am
Watch your knees when collapsed
and proceed flippin' crack
Bm
What?
C5
Use a
C
Am
G -Picture that with a digital camera
and a freeze picture snap
A
Bm
C5
Get hype enough and
C
the pipes'll bust
Am
You'll see all types of
stuff despite your guts
Bm
So lighten up
C
God, for all you see is lightning,
Am
I'm high
A
Am
An d a casket made right for your size
Bm
C5
Last nigga tried to get me
C
slack and didn't run
Am
I caught him,
A
his face plain pity packed with the gun
Bm
C5
Down here we take your top off,
C
we gang bangin'
Am
A
Niggas not soft, in
California, you can get knocked off
Bm
C5
I put a hole in one nigga,
C
Am
this is knocked off
A
Am
I kill you, then personally
A
drop the box off
Bm
C5
Throw the silencer on,
C
Am
knock your moms and pops off
A
With the same shit, pox off, gang of the
Glock toss
Any evidence,
Am
G
I just pay the cops off
Bm
G
Niggas in the hood know
C5
every time gang pop off
C
Bm
The whole block get boxed off
G
Bm
What the fuck would I ever stop for?
G
I let my hollazers burn in your
Bm
G
mouth like hot sauce
Bm
G
I can tell you what the rock costs,
C
Bm
eleven five, that's the best price
They tell you ten and they lyin',
G
I got them fresh whites
Bm
From overseas,
C5
niggas know I got coca leaves
C
Am
Used to move boats a week,
A
everywhere I go keep the toast with me
Am
A
I don't what you rap niggas is supposed to
Am
Bm
G
be I still be in the hood gang -gangin' if
C5
Doc ain't notice me
C
Now I fuck with
Am
Eminem,
A
O .B .D. 12
G's in the bus, the rhymes are easy
Am
Bm
Who the fuck holdin' me?
I was just waitin' till
Hova leave
C5
With my eyes on the
C
Am
throne that belong to me
A
I got it, come and take it,
but you gotta watch your back
Am
Bm
C5
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
C
Am
A
Ain't no mixtapes slingin',
we too busy gang -bangin'
Bm
C5
C
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
Am
They took
Carmelo's chain at the
All -Star
Game
Bm
C5
Round here, yeah, round here, yeah
C
Am
A
See red and blue bandanas wrapped
Am
Bm
around gun handles, yeah
C5
Niggas wanna know the deal up here
C
Am
A
All my young niggas growin'
Am
up the deal up here
In
Bm
Harlem, all my projects keep
C5
it real up here
Remember
C
Am
Marlon from the pro jects,
Bm
he got killed up here
Eleven grade students,
C
do you feel what you hear?
Bm
I was runnin' round stupid,
packin' steel with no fear
Am
Bm
My attitude was, fuck them cops,
C5
C
bustin' shots, I gotta get it, man
Bm
A
Bm
Cut up rocks, set up shop,
Am
Bm
and hit the strip again
C5
Fuck affair, fuck our care,
C
Am
this is the life we lead
A
Clutchin' gear, never scared,
we livin' twice your speed
Bm
C5
C
Yeah, police chase us up here
Am
A
We runnin' up the
Broadway, that waiter's up there,
Bm
there
And to his hula gang, bang, bang, bang
We shoot him up, bang,
who you gon' bang?
C
Yeah, we get it poppin' up here
Bm
East side to west side,
we lock it up here
C5
C
Yeah, you get your way from up here
Am
A
Don't coat the haze,
got that flavor up here
Bm
C
Yeah, yeah, so don't get brazy up here
Am
A
One false move and you get
Bm
A
sprayed up up here
Bm
Yeah, round head,
C5
C
we quick to let shots spill
Am
A
No snitches,
cause every nigga up on my block real
Bm
C5
And round here, yeah,
C
Am
round here, they call me
Bishop
A
Cause look, I'm the nigga
Bm
that pops still, yeah
C5
Every rock's in my watch
C
when I drive through
Am
A
Am
A
So I keep shots in the ox
when I drive through
Bm
C5
Look, I suggest your mom an
d your pops move
C
Am
Cause me on the block,
A
the reason they drop the property value, yeah
Bm
They came cut,
C5
C
Am
I came up from the soft white, yeah
A
They came fuck my change up,
I'm the boss type, yeah
Bm
Plus I floss,
C
Am
I see the diplomats flippin' crack
A
We like
Air
Force
Ones, how we off -white
Bm
Yeah, I got coke,
C
being stretched in a joint
Am
A
I got birds, and you heard,
still stressing the point
A
Bm
And you still stressing the point
C
That I could write a check
A
with two commas
A
That come before the decimal point
Bm
Yeah, round here,
C
Am
we could get it bumping in
A
Round here, yeah,
A
you could catch me stuntin' in that
Bm
V12
Black
Rose
C5
C
Cause he sell that coke,
A
A
Bm
C
that's why I clock bitches like a female track coach
Am
A
Love yous!
Bye!
A
Bm
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