Tonalité : C major•
Verse 1
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
It's the dog in the house, it's drag on in the house,
come on, on, fight, drag, uh,
Fm
C
niggas act, uh, messin' with the game,
it's gon' be a sad, uh, act, we'll bring the day
and the night, cause we did it, right,
get it, right, get it, right, spit it, right,
Fm
is just made, niggas is paid, that's just how it is,
C
when my time is up,
I'ma be
But
I'ma try to live, I'm eatin' day by day
Ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't
know what I'm sayin'
And you read about it
Built for war, like an armadillo
Smother your ass with two
-footer pillow
Fm
C
Cause my shit is thrillin'
Manic depressive and my head hurts
Tend to the death thirst, I wept first
Cause wait a minute, it gets worse
Fm
I can't control what I own inside
C
So I take it out on the soul
of that kid that died
Fm
Spit fire, trust niggas like barbecues
C
Barbecues, strippin' it
Barbecues, everybody speechless
Fm
When I made them eat this
C
You can follow grip, you'll like him,
unable to swallow shit
Fm
Don't know the half,
and know the math
C
Don't understand the wrath
of a man split in half
Fm
What he got, what he wanted,
shot for 300
C
Shit is tight,
Fm
C
and a nigga that's right got to run it
Ain't no question,
Fm
that's how I get down
C
Niggas know,
give me your dough and your hoe
And here, take these flows
Hot things,
I got things that make niggas spin
Fm
Put niggas in the wind,
C
where you never see niggas again
Fm
Bless a nigga with stitches that thin tight
C
An d a straight razor will put
pinstripes across your windpipe
Fm
C
Drag, uh, niggas act, uh
Fm
Messin' with the team,
C
it's gon' be a sad song
Fm
C
X, we'll bring the day and the night
Cuz we did it, did it, hit it, spit it
Drag, uh, niggas act, uh
Messin' with the team,
it's gon' be a sad song
X, we'll bring the day and the night
Cuz we did it, did it, hit it, spit it
Drag opposite water, more than a
SWAT order
Fm
C
My flows cause fire, man, bring hoes
Takes more than a pump to
Fm
C
out this lil' punk
That stop pump is a 12,
when I get popped, still I burn to hell
Call the police,
Fm
and whatever they don't seize
C
And put in they mouth, and catch a freeze
Fm
C
Tell them, throw drag some keys
Don't care how many
Fm
OAs, I gotta make believe
C
If you're nervous, you don't deserve it,
poppy, please
Fm
Catch stealing that stomp,
poppy, you'll get hit
C
Well, I'm the future,
Fm
let's see y copy this, floppy this
C
Fm
Since a tiny kid, like,
mommy, buy me this
C
Since he always told me no,
started stealing on some grimy shit
Like, look at that,
now look at that slide in my book bag
Fm
I'm who parrots point they fingers at
Get from that hood back,
C
an d put it back
Fm
C
Funk tops, fire cooked crack
I'm cocaine, throw me in the pot
I rise to the top, with your 5 .0
Go ahead, look ma, I got four more pegs
Fm
Still put them holes in your head
C
Till it's mushy like dough bread
Cause that vest, only protects that chest
Fm
And if I de cide to get icy
C
Don't get too fascinated,
or it's my bullet
Your brain mashed potatoes
Double
R got me coming hard on you haters
Cause we the streets black,
and y belong beneath that
Fm
C
Drag on, we can act on
Fm
Messin' with the team,
it's gon' be a sack, uh
C
Fm
C
X will bring the day and the night
Cuz we did it, right, get it, right,
hit it, right, spit it,
Fm
Jack, uh, niggas act, uh
C
Fm
Messin' with the team,
it's gon' be a sack, uh
C
X will bring the day and the night
Fm
Cuz we did it, right, get it, right,
C
hit it, right, spit it, right
Fm
C
Jack, uh, niggas act, uh
Fm
Messin' with the team,
it's gon' be a sack, uh
C
Fm
C
X will bring the day and the night
Cuz we did it, right, get it, right,
Fm
C
Fm
hit it, right, spit it, right
You
Fm
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