Tonalité : E minor
Intro 1
Em
D
C
D
G
Em
G
D
G
Verse 1
Em
Tryin'
D
ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
G
D
Em
A
so that everyone can see
G
Em
D
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
I wanna be ballin' through my
D
G
D
G
A
hood so that everyone can see
Verse 2
Em
D
I sit back thinkin' of times
C
D
When I was on the cut slangin'
Nickels and dimes
G
Em
On the grind young player
D
wanted to shine
Hard times put me in a wild
A
dream with a rhyme
G
Em
Confrontations with next
D
C
slanger on the block
D
Callin' for cars and see
G
who had the biggest rock
Em
D
Non stop haterz always constantly
jocked
Bm
G
Whisperin' in the next man's
A
ear "that's what it about"
G
Em
Something he didn't heard
D
from a little tweety bird
But you done struck a nerve time
G
to get what you deserve
Em
D
See me robot on twank and
drankin' syrup
G
Ballin' like a dream oh
A
G
yeah you ain't heard
Em
That things have changed and
D
C
its all for the better
D
Crush diamond bezzleteen candy
G
red with the leather
Em
D
How clever can one man be
To make it from the bottom
to the top
G
And recognized as a G
Verse 3
Em
D
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
Em
D
Em
A
so that everyone can see
G
Em
D
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
Em
D
Em
A
G
so that everyone can see
Verse 4
Em
Try in' to make my
D
C
dreamz a reality
D
Through major setbacks
G
and minor casualties
Em
The tragedies we face since
D
my first day of birth
There's a heaven for a
G
Em
g who's livin' hell on earth
G
Em
For what it's worth I capitalize
D
I continue to dog
C
D
Better rat his police and
G
criminal espionage
Em
A maraud no liver
D
I'm a lyrical thesis
G
Benzo sittin' low with
A
G
20s on side piece
Em
New release independent
D
C
boyz can't handle me
D
Cheese haulin' blade crawlin'
So that you all can see
G
Em
That it's me the G
D
I be the H- A- W- K
Bm
Paper made lyrical genius
A
G
of the D- E- A
Verse 5
Em
D
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
Em
D
Em
A
so that everyone can see
G
Em
D
That I'm tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
Em
D
Em
A
so that everyone can see
Verse 6
Em
ate and dedicate
D
to this game I preach
C
D
Don't leech get your own
try to get on your feet
G
Em
Take the hint won't hint
D
cause my nerves are solid
G
D
Getting scholarships from around the
A
G
world to improve my knowledge
Em
D
C
No more wallets just fat knots and rocks
D
A
G
And 20 inch rims crawlin' down my block
Em
D
It don't stop with the cops tryin to get hot
G
D
A
In yo face there it is the trunk just popped
G
Em
Quiet as k when I step
D
C
with the MS siff
D
Holocaust created thoughts
it ain't too late to be taught
G
Em
I know some fools that got tools don't
D
even know they got minds
Hustlin' for the wrong reasons
A
don't be extinct in time
G
Em
What about them gold diggers?
D
C
Can't leave them out
D
They couldn't stand the rain like
missy now you stuck in the drought
G
Em
D
Close yo mouth you didn't think
I had it in me
Friends turned to foes now I'm
A
G
solo in my Bentley
Verse 7
Em
D
Tryin' ta make my dreamz a reality
G
Em
D
I wanna be ballin' through my hood
Em
D
Em
A
so that everyone can see
G
Em
D
G
Em
D
Em
That I'm try in' ta
A
G
Em
D
make my
dreamz a reality
G
Em
I wanna be ballin' through my
G
D
hood so that everyone can see
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