Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Em
You gotta be grateful, you need haters
What the fuck is you
complaining about?
What the fuck do you think
a hater's job is?
To fucking hate
So let them motherfuckers
do they goddamn job
C
Yeah
D
Em
Guess who, motherfuckers
C
D
Milo Mack and Levin,
Em
motherfuckers
These motherfuckers want me dead
C
Wanna catch me slipping,
D
put a bullet in my head
Em
C
These motherfuckers want me gone
G
Well, if it's on, then it's Pistol grip,
Em
pump on my lap at all times
C
Cypher family, I'm out with soldiers,
don't mind
D
Em
Fools tryna smutter my name,
stop my shine
C
Fuckin' with my life equals
D
fuckin' with my 9
G
Em
In the streets of Riverside
Haters wanna see my lil' Mac die
C
D
See my F, I cry, Lord knows I'm a ride
Em
I kiss my little glowin'
boy goodnight
C
Grab my strappin' ski mask
D
as I enter the night
G
Em
And even though I know better,
I can't just bow down
C
What kinda man would I be if
D
I threw in the towel?
Em
Look at me now, oh yeah, baby,
picture me rollin'
C
In a plush, AMG, all legit, not stolen
G
Em
I got my homies from the family,
they rollin' with me
C
The bloodline of a champion,
you ain't fuckin' with me
D
Em
Fuck a boss, I'm a king,
that's for eternity
C
No wonder why these fuckin' haters
D
G
wanna murder, murder me
Em
Motherfuckers want me,
C
want me, want me dead,
D
fuck em all, dead
Em
C
Want it, catch me slippin', put a, put a bullet,
D
Em
bullet in my hand
C
Motherfuckers want, want me,
D
want me, want me gone
Em
Want it, want it, want it, it's on,
C
D
it's on, it's on, and it's on
C
Em
C
I can't deny it, I know they wanna try it,
Em
C
D
but no one's fucking with me
Am
Em
What's up, I'm on Mac 11,
Suicide Kelly
C
D
Born in the streets, a lost race in the I .E.
G
Em
I'm a lost fuckin' angel,
bangin' evil empire.
C
Fuck all you haters,
D
Em
the hundred spoke wires until I retire.
Fools wanna get me,
C
but fuck my ass up, don't shots,
D
then they left me.
G
Em
The rumors that I hear,
I'm not forgetting.
C
Packin' hollow tips
that'll leave you more than limping.
D
Em
Think about the gossip and cheese,
man, who's tripping?
C
Trust no man, don't speak,
D
G
who's creeping?
Em
I'm a maniac in blue,
who's who?
C
You don't know, do you?
Em
No clues, no rules
These fools are held accountable
to chrome tools,
C
Em
like 1145s in a sniper deuce,
dudes
Motherfuckers want me, want me,
C
D
want me dead, fuck em all, dead
Em
Want it?
Catch me slippin', put a,
C
D
G
Em
put a bullet in my head
Motherfuckers want me,
C
D
want me, want me gone
Em
Rolling, rolling, rolling
C
D
It's on, it's on, it's on and it's on
Em
These motherfuckers want me dead
C
D
Six feet deep with bullets in my head
Em
2010, fuck all my enemies
C
D
Fuck all the haters
Em
Marble Mac 11, cycle family rider
C
High power king, baby
D
Em
These motherfuckers want me dead
Cause I be a leader in
these streets
C
Motherfuckers talking about
D
there's a great line up my hood
G
Shit
Em
Where these motherfuckers at?
C
Run the fuck up and get shot the fuck up,
D
motherfucker
Em
Psycho family on mine, baby
C
Let's handle this shit,
D
G
I fear no man, motherfucker
Em
Trust me, who's trying
to smother my name?
C
Fuck up my shine
D
Em
Well, guess who, silly bitch?
C
Believe me
G
Em
Motherfuckers want me
Want me
C
Want me dead
Fuck them all
Dead
D
Em
Want it?
Catch me slipping, put a
C
D
Em
Put a bullet in my head
C
These motherfuckers want, want me,
D
want, want me gone
Em
Wallet, wallet, wallet
C
It's on, it's on, it's on and it's on
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