Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
Am
Our Father, who art in heaven,
G
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
F
on earth as it is in heaven.
Dm
Give us this day our daily bread,
E
and forgive us for our trespasses,
Am
and forgive those
who trespass against us.
G
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
F
For thine is the kingdom,
the power, and the glory,
Dm
and forever and ever.
E
Amen.
Am
We don't want to fall together,
broke the law together
G
Smoked drugs, sold blow,
done it all together
F
Shit, it ain't gon' be the same
till they let you out
Dm
When boss, middle finger to the low,
E
scream it loud
Am
Free my motherfuckin' dog, dog
G
Free my motherfuckin' dog, dog
F
Come free my motherfuckin' dog, dog
Dm
E
Free my motherfuckin' dog, dog
Am
Five years,
ten years on the fuckin' flu
G
Twenty years, thirty years, crack a fuck you
F
Then gave my dawg thirty -six
G
Am
months for violations
Dm
And when he jumped,
E
immigration sent him back to Haiti
And now his momma
G
gotta pay them bills by herself
And now the real already know
she gon' need my help
F
Get caught with one rock
Dm
and they try to get you thirty -one
E
At the crib where I'm from,
don't crack a nasty one
Am
E
Am
And ain't no 85 % they
G
want it all from you
Pulled over, side the roof,
Dm
G
got them dogs comin'
F
G
To find the half a brick
you had in the dashboard
Dm
E
Said to myself, Lord, no
Am
We done broke the wall together,
broke the law together
G
Smoked drugs, sold blow,
done it all together
F
Shit, it ain't gon' be the same
till they let y 'all be boss
Dm
E
Middle finger to the law, scream it loud
Am
Free my motherfuckin' dog, dog
G
Bring my motherfuckin' dog, dog
F
Come bring my motherfuckin' dog, dog
Dm
E
Bring my motherfuckin' dog, dog, dog
Am
My motherfuckin' dog
E
See them niggas hide the road,
G
they on work release
And don't nobody get
Dm
privileges but the trustees
G
F
Ain't got no money, my nigga,
Dm
Am
Dm
to buy no canteen
Prison make a nigga
E
wanna hear the preacher preach
Am
When I visit my dog,
G
don't know what to say
His baby momma suckin'
Dm
G
pussy and I turn gay
F
G
I still make sure his momma
Dm
and his churn straight
E
Fed time so he gotta do it day for day
Am
I know some niggas on the streets
E
G
who need to take a plane
Fuck nigga, don't need to
Dm
be out here anyway
C
F
I'm at the crib
G
Am
Dm
lookin' at my dog club pictures
E
Goddamn, why I miss my nigga
Am
We don't want to fall together,
broke the law together
G
Smoked drugs, so blow,
done it all together
F
Shit, it ain't gon' be the same
till they lynch out them bars
Dm
E
Middle finger to the law, scream it loud
Am
Free my motherfuckin' dogs, dogs
G
Free my motherfuckin' dogs, dogs
F
Free my motherfuckin' dogs, dogs
Dm
Free my motherfuckin' dogs, dogs
E
Dogs, my motherfuckin' dogs
E
Bill Glade, what's happenin'?
Am
G
Pahokee, South Bay, Cluston,
what's happenin'?
F
Rovira, what's happenin'?
The whole Palm Beach County,
nigga.
Dm
Lauderdale, Miami, what's happenin'?
Fort Myer, what's happenin'?
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