Tonalité : C# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
A
E
C#m
[E-
40]
Don't cha' know...
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top
of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em' like that therapy,
G#
don't cha' know
C#m
Fuck in' em' like that there beats,
B
don't cha' know
C#m
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of
the line rhyme,
E
Fuckin' em' like that
C#m
therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats,
E
I'm just a hustler
C#m
[Verse 1] I'm goin' federal,
Verse 2
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justice ain't no damn
miracle
B
C#m
Fuckin' em' up like that,
E
puttin' in work something terrible
C#m
So before you mention to step to me
You better get up on my history
B
I'm known to the world as
C#m
Mr. F- L- A- M- be
E
- O- why- A- N- T
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Killin' motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin' em' down mutual
Spittin' that ol' playa,
gangsta shit
E
Tryin' to maintain a strong grip
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V- Town, California where I
was born and raised since
E
1979 I been a hustler on the go
C#m
Pop- pos want to harass
Me and my Keesh I needed
cash
Rocks wasn't groovin' at the time
So way we got out money
E
was cuttin' grass
B
Leader not a follower,
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became a Hill- Side baller
Put together a group called
the see- L- I- see- K
E
And I was the shot caller,
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I'm goin' federal
Verse 3
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[E- 40] I'm just a
hustler,
E
C#m
I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
I'm just a hustler,
E
I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
C#m
[B- Legit]
A
Why don't cha' get up on this mic
E
C#m
And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man,
would ya
[Verse 2] I'm on the last nickels,
B#
they only made like
Verse 4
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four of
B
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Front- row seats at the fights
E
Takin' long, expensive flights
C#m
I love playin' hully- gully
Cause I ain't nothin'
nice on them dice
So before you gamble against a hustler,
E
I advise you to think twice
Napoleon, macaroni,
C#m
we serve hot- bellied pig
96, 6 big screen television
E
I bought for my kid
C#m
Livin' kind of com fortable
40 comin through with the real number
From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom,
E
blam, bumble
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Full tank of petro, up the met ro,
I'm like federal
Hoes want to get sexual cause they see me
E
on a pedastal
B
Nibblin' on my jock, like my big,
C#m
ol' black tool is edible
Tellin' you man these heifers now
E
days is incredible
C#m
Dishin' them one time scouts
Through dark alleys,
takin' other routes
B
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Hoppin' over barb- wire fences,
E
ditches, puddles, crickets
C#m
Mob bin' and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches,
check it out
Takin' and shapin' and makin'
E
a bunch of riches
Yeah man, you can call me federal
[
B- Legit]
B
Yeah man, these motherfucker
be ridin' around here
C#m
In these bootsy ass cars
and what not man
Takin' these penitentiary
chances
And they ain't even got
they grin on
E
Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he
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A
G#
E
C#m
Mr. Flamboyant
Verse 5
C#m
[Verse 3]
I got boys from my team with the
up- most respect for me
For- real lunatics that's
E
willin' to kill for me
C#m
Way too much love in my organization,
I can't afford to take no loss
B
MC's be seelin' them wolf tickets,
E
but I be serious as fuck boss
C#m
It's all part of the rap game and that's
E
the way it should be goin'
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E- 40 tellin' em' like it is,
E
shootin' the gift that I be flowin'
C#m
Might as well go on and admit
it, it's who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama want to rap
E
fast but I'm the superstar
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E- 40 why don't you slow it up a lil'
something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to
E
keep these suckers timid
C#m
Well what about them ones that
don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that
E
or they're lame
C#m
Funny style pop or rock,
naw that ain't my forte`
I'm sellin' a bunch of units under
E
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ground without any airplay
Folks be wantin' to hear this
type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never sell my soul
E
Motherfuckers you didn't know,
I'm federal
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[B- Legit] Uh, E, you still
Verse 6
fuckin' em up like, E
It's been like three years
in this motherfucker
[E- 40] Hell yeah, you know a hog like me
A
had to put the peas in the pod
Verse 7
G#
E
Let these motherfuckers know what's goin'
C#m
down in the rap game
You know what I'm sayin' (Yeah)
I'm a money- hungry motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery,
B
fire arms and gats and shit
C#m
[B- Legit] You
Verse 8
E
know like that, that's right
C#m
E
But you know it's still
some folks out there
C#m
That try to put bad names out
there for you and what not
E
What cha' gotta say about that,
C#m
to those type of niggas
Verse 9
C#m
[E- 40] Oh, you know what I'm sayin'
I got
some good shit for them
You know what I'm sayin
E
I'll just get to spittin that
ol' shit for they ass
C#m
Then I'll just come through
with some mo' shit like this here
B
C#m
Ya want me to drop that shit (Drop that
E
shit) check it out
[E- 40]
C#m
You can't stop me man
B
E
A
C#m
B
I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks
Cause I'm makin' hits
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B
C#m
You can't stop me man
B
I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks
C#m
Cause I'm makin' hits, ha
[E- 40]
40, I'm goin' federal
E
Young Bucksy, he's goin' federal
C#m
Suga- T, she's goin' federal
E
Now D- Shot, he's goin' federal
C#m
Little Booch, he's goin' federal
E
Levitti, he's goin' federal
C#m
The Head Point, he's goin' federal
E
Studio Time, he's goin' federal
Can't forget Legit,
C#m
he's goin' federal
B
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B
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The whole damn Click,
E
is goin' federal
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Celly Cel, he's goin' feder
B
B#
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al
E
Cavio, he's goin' federal
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Def Daddy, he's goin' federal
B
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Rap Dogg,
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E
he's goin' federal
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B
Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that's me
C#m
California livin',
B
C#m
E
can't fuck with me
C#m
Yeah motherfucker,
B
C#m
that's what's really goin' on
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E
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