Tonalité : G major
Intro 1
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Bm
C#m
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Bm
C#m
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Bm
C#m
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D5
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C#m
Bm
C#m
Niggas
Verse 1
frontin' down there,
D5
Bm
they stuntin' down there
B
They don't want me to send
them trucks around there
C#m
Get, get, hunnid niggas to
D5
pop up around there
Bm
B
With the bump around there,
Bm
get the dumping down there
B
C#m
D5
Get, tell me why you creeps mad
Bm
Is it cause I leap past you so fast?
B
Bm
And I didn't even speak fast
C#m
D5
D
Use a joke and a cheap blast
Bm
Stop rapping,
B
do yourself a favor and eat glass
C#m
D5
I play fucking kickball
D
Bm
with you bean bags
B
Bm
I'm at a level so high,
C#m
you can't breeze past
D5
I'm ten pounds,
D
use a seed in a weed bag
Bm
B
C' mon nigga,
where's the weed at?
Bm
C#m
You don't want my face to
D5
D
be the face you see
Bm
B
In your dream and the reason
Bm
B
you awake from sleep
Bm
C#m
Coke, we used to it down here,
D5
D
we movin' it down here
Bm
B
We sellin' out more than
Patrick
Ewing did down here
C#m
Papi, mita, mita,
D5
D
we speak it fluent down here
Bm
B
We get bricks cause we know
Bm
B
what the fuck we doin' down here
C#m
D5
I squeeze clips and gaps at your knees,
D
hips and back
Bm
Watch your knees when collapsed
and proceed flippin' crack
C#m
What?
D5
Use a
D
Bm
G -Picture that with a digital camera
and a freeze picture snap
B
C#m
D5
Get hype enough and
D
the pipes'll bust
Bm
You'll see all types of
stuff despite your guts
C#m
So lighten up
D
God, for all you see is lightning,
Bm
I'm high
B
Bm
An d a casket made right for your size
C#m
D5
Last nigga tried to get me
D
slack and didn't run
Bm
I caught him,
B
his face plain pity packed with the gun
C#m
D5
Down here we take your top off,
D
we gang bangin'
Bm
B
Niggas not soft, in
California, you can get knocked off
C#m
D5
I put a hole in one nigga,
D
Bm
this is knocked off
B
Bm
I kill you, then personally
B
drop the box off
C#m
D5
Throw the silencer on,
D
Bm
knock your moms and pops off
B
With the same shit, pox off, gang of the
Glock toss
Any evidence,
Bm
A
I just pay the cops off
C#m
A
Niggas in the hood know
D5
every time gang pop off
D
C#m
The whole block get boxed off
A
C#m
What the fuck would I ever stop for?
A
I let my hollazers burn in your
C#m
A
mouth like hot sauce
C#m
A
I can tell you what the rock costs,
D
C#m
eleven five, that's the best price
They tell you ten and they lyin',
A
I got them fresh whites
C#m
From overseas,
D5
niggas know I got coca leaves
D
Bm
Used to move boats a week,
B
everywhere I go keep the toast with me
Bm
B
I don't what you rap niggas is supposed to
Bm
C#m
A
be I still be in the hood gang -gangin' if
D5
Doc ain't notice me
D
Now I fuck with
Bm
Eminem,
B
O .B .D. 12
G's in the bus, the rhymes are easy
Bm
C#m
Who the fuck holdin' me?
I was just waitin' till
Hova leave
D5
With my eyes on the
D
Bm
throne that belong to me
B
I got it, come and take it,
but you gotta watch your back
Bm
C#m
D5
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
D
Bm
B
Ain't no mixtapes slingin',
we too busy gang -bangin'
C#m
D5
D
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
Bm
They took
Carmelo's chain at the
All -Star
Game
C#m
D5
Round here, yeah, round here, yeah
D
Bm
B
See red and blue bandanas wrapped
Bm
C#m
around gun handles, yeah
D5
Niggas wanna know the deal up here
D
Bm
B
All my young niggas growin'
Bm
up the deal up here
In
C#m
Harlem, all my projects keep
D5
it real up here
Remember
D
Bm
Marlon from the pro jects,
C#m
he got killed up here
Eleven grade students,
D
do you feel what you hear?
C#m
I was runnin' round stupid,
packin' steel with no fear
Bm
C#m
My attitude was, fuck them cops,
D5
D
bustin' shots, I gotta get it, man
C#m
B
C#m
Cut up rocks, set up shop,
Bm
C#m
and hit the strip again
D5
Fuck affair, fuck our care,
D
Bm
this is the life we lead
B
Clutchin' gear, never scared,
we livin' twice your speed
C#m
D5
D
Yeah, police chase us up here
Bm
B
We runnin' up the
Broadway, that waiter's up there,
C#m
there
And to his hula gang, bang, bang, bang
We shoot him up, bang,
who you gon' bang?
D
Yeah, we get it poppin' up here
C#m
East side to west side,
we lock it up here
D5
D
Yeah, you get your way from up here
Bm
B
Don't coat the haze,
got that flavor up here
C#m
D
Yeah, yeah, so don't get brazy up here
Bm
B
One false move and you get
C#m
B
sprayed up up here
C#m
Yeah, round head,
D5
D
we quick to let shots spill
Bm
B
No snitches,
cause every nigga up on my block real
C#m
D5
And round here, yeah,
D
Bm
round here, they call me
Bishop
B
Cause look, I'm the nigga
C#m
that pops still, yeah
D5
Every rock's in my watch
D
when I drive through
Bm
B
Bm
B
So I keep shots in the ox
when I drive through
C#m
D5
Look, I suggest your mom an
d your pops move
D
Bm
Cause me on the block,
B
the reason they drop the property value, yeah
C#m
They came cut,
D5
D
Bm
I came up from the soft white, yeah
B
They came fuck my change up,
I'm the boss type, yeah
C#m
Plus I floss,
D
Bm
I see the diplomats flippin' crack
B
We like
Air
Force
Ones, how we off -white
C#m
Yeah, I got coke,
D
being stretched in a joint
Bm
B
I got birds, and you heard,
still stressing the point
B
C#m
And you still stressing the point
D
That I could write a check
B
with two commas
B
That come before the decimal point
C#m
Yeah, round here,
D
Bm
we could get it bumping in
B
Round here, yeah,
B
you could catch me stuntin' in that
C#m
V12
Black
Rose
D5
D
Cause he sell that coke,
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B
C#m
D
that's why I clock bitches like a female track coach
Bm
B
Love yous!
Bye!
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C#m
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