Tonalité : G major
Intro 1
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Dm
Em
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Dm
Em
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Dm
Em
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F5
F
Em
Dm
Em
Niggas
Verse 1
frontin' down there,
F5
Dm
they stuntin' down there
D
They don't want me to send
them trucks around there
Em
Get, get, hunnid niggas to
F5
pop up around there
Dm
D
With the bump around there,
Dm
get the dumping down there
D
Em
F5
Get, tell me why you creeps mad
Dm
Is it cause I leap past you so fast?
D
Dm
And I didn't even speak fast
Em
F5
F
Use a joke and a cheap blast
Dm
Stop rapping,
D
do yourself a favor and eat glass
Em
F5
I play fucking kickball
F
Dm
with you bean bags
D
Dm
I'm at a level so high,
Em
you can't breeze past
F5
I'm ten pounds,
F
use a seed in a weed bag
Dm
D
C' mon nigga,
where's the weed at?
Dm
Em
You don't want my face to
F5
F
be the face you see
Dm
D
In your dream and the reason
Dm
D
you awake from sleep
Dm
Em
Coke, we used to it down here,
F5
F
we movin' it down here
Dm
D
We sellin' out more than
Patrick
Ewing did down here
Em
Papi, mita, mita,
F5
F
we speak it fluent down here
Dm
D
We get bricks cause we know
Dm
D
what the fuck we doin' down here
Em
F5
I squeeze clips and gaps at your knees,
F
hips and back
Dm
Watch your knees when collapsed
and proceed flippin' crack
Em
What?
F5
Use a
F
Dm
G -Picture that with a digital camera
and a freeze picture snap
D
Em
F5
Get hype enough and
F
the pipes'll bust
Dm
You'll see all types of
stuff despite your guts
Em
So lighten up
F
God, for all you see is lightning,
Dm
I'm high
D
Dm
An d a casket made right for your size
Em
F5
Last nigga tried to get me
F
slack and didn't run
Dm
I caught him,
D
his face plain pity packed with the gun
Em
F5
Down here we take your top off,
F
we gang bangin'
Dm
D
Niggas not soft, in
California, you can get knocked off
Em
F5
I put a hole in one nigga,
F
Dm
this is knocked off
D
Dm
I kill you, then personally
D
drop the box off
Em
F5
Throw the silencer on,
F
Dm
knock your moms and pops off
D
With the same shit, pox off, gang of the
Glock toss
Any evidence,
Dm
C
I just pay the cops off
Em
C
Niggas in the hood know
F5
every time gang pop off
F
Em
The whole block get boxed off
C
Em
What the fuck would I ever stop for?
C
I let my hollazers burn in your
Em
C
mouth like hot sauce
Em
C
I can tell you what the rock costs,
F
Em
eleven five, that's the best price
They tell you ten and they lyin',
C
I got them fresh whites
Em
From overseas,
F5
niggas know I got coca leaves
F
Dm
Used to move boats a week,
D
everywhere I go keep the toast with me
Dm
D
I don't what you rap niggas is supposed to
Dm
Em
C
be I still be in the hood gang -gangin' if
F5
Doc ain't notice me
F
Now I fuck with
Dm
Eminem,
D
O .B .D. 12
G's in the bus, the rhymes are easy
Dm
Em
Who the fuck holdin' me?
I was just waitin' till
Hova leave
F5
With my eyes on the
F
Dm
throne that belong to me
D
I got it, come and take it,
but you gotta watch your back
Dm
Em
F5
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
F
Dm
D
Ain't no mixtapes slingin',
we too busy gang -bangin'
Em
F5
F
Down here, yeah, down here, yeah
Dm
They took
Carmelo's chain at the
All -Star
Game
Em
F5
Round here, yeah, round here, yeah
F
Dm
D
See red and blue bandanas wrapped
Dm
Em
around gun handles, yeah
F5
Niggas wanna know the deal up here
F
Dm
D
All my young niggas growin'
Dm
up the deal up here
In
Em
Harlem, all my projects keep
F5
it real up here
Remember
F
Dm
Marlon from the pro jects,
Em
he got killed up here
Eleven grade students,
F
do you feel what you hear?
Em
I was runnin' round stupid,
packin' steel with no fear
Dm
Em
My attitude was, fuck them cops,
F5
F
bustin' shots, I gotta get it, man
Em
D
Em
Cut up rocks, set up shop,
Dm
Em
and hit the strip again
F5
Fuck affair, fuck our care,
F
Dm
this is the life we lead
D
Clutchin' gear, never scared,
we livin' twice your speed
Em
F5
F
Yeah, police chase us up here
Dm
D
We runnin' up the
Broadway, that waiter's up there,
Em
there
And to his hula gang, bang, bang, bang
We shoot him up, bang,
who you gon' bang?
F
Yeah, we get it poppin' up here
Em
East side to west side,
we lock it up here
F5
F
Yeah, you get your way from up here
Dm
D
Don't coat the haze,
got that flavor up here
Em
F
Yeah, yeah, so don't get brazy up here
Dm
D
One false move and you get
Em
D
sprayed up up here
Em
Yeah, round head,
F5
F
we quick to let shots spill
Dm
D
No snitches,
cause every nigga up on my block real
Em
F5
And round here, yeah,
F
Dm
round here, they call me
Bishop
D
Cause look, I'm the nigga
Em
that pops still, yeah
F5
Every rock's in my watch
F
when I drive through
Dm
D
Dm
D
So I keep shots in the ox
when I drive through
Em
F5
Look, I suggest your mom an
d your pops move
F
Dm
Cause me on the block,
D
the reason they drop the property value, yeah
Em
They came cut,
F5
F
Dm
I came up from the soft white, yeah
D
They came fuck my change up,
I'm the boss type, yeah
Em
Plus I floss,
F
Dm
I see the diplomats flippin' crack
D
We like
Air
Force
Ones, how we off -white
Em
Yeah, I got coke,
F
being stretched in a joint
Dm
D
I got birds, and you heard,
still stressing the point
D
Em
And you still stressing the point
F
That I could write a check
D
with two commas
D
That come before the decimal point
Em
Yeah, round here,
F
Dm
we could get it bumping in
D
Round here, yeah,
D
you could catch me stuntin' in that
Em
V12
Black
Rose
F5
F
Cause he sell that coke,
D
D
Em
F
that's why I clock bitches like a female track coach
Dm
D
Love yous!
Bye!
D
Em
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