Tonalité : C major•
Verse 1
G
Yeah, ya'll thought
that underground shit
Wouldn't gon' work in ya
Yeah
E
G
For the ouijas of sin is death
For the gift of god is eternal life
F
E
Through Jesus Christ our lord
Roman 6- 23 nigga
Read it and weep, biatch
Verse 2
G
Hit a man bustin' up in my door
So I grab my 44
Now them bustas on the floor
Fm
Covered up by pillows
F
E
Oh no
I'm lookin' for them trizicks
C
E
Tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm comin' up quick
I'm takin' no shots bustin'
G
these caps off in these bitches
So why you want to mess with this
So why you want to take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone,
F
E
chrome tech (??)fatality
You'll be fled
I'll be glad
When I make you hit that grass
I ain't showin' no mercy
G
God damn it I'm bustin' that ass
I'm havin' cisions of flesh (??) like
that roozer tech
That mess in my head
F
E
If the constantly teachin' this evil shit
You hear some laughin' whose
that in the window gaspin'
Now if you feel me tell me whose
that creepin' for your head
Verse 3
G
This goes out to all of you
suckas
Includin' you crossers
Includin' you bustas
This shit is so fucked up
I can't even trust ya
F
This lady is tried of you motherfuckers
E
I'm bumpin' so hard
It's like oh my god
Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all apart
If your ass wasn't so full of that fart
Never would you have tasted
me from the start
G
I'm trying to tell you hoe
Let me tell you bitch
You ain't my fuckin' friend
Prophet Entertainment
member known as Boo
Had to tell your ass time and time again
F
E
Ride with my click
Bitch Triple 6
Is all I need plus my weed and the n- i- n- e
To keep you frilly hoes off of me
Come into my face
With that pimpin' ass shit
Watch you see this gangsta bitch
G
get scandolous
You friendly ass hoes I scratch off my list
E
C
I don't need you
G
E
Don't want you bitch
Verse 4
G
F
Friends like foes in these hoes
E
C
Keep on talkin' that shit
F
Actin' like they bad as fuck
G
F
But they ain' really talkin' bout' shit
G
Keep on dissin' this click
And we gon' hurt one of you tricks
Put your body in a ditch
Or dig a grave for that shit
F
E
Don't you ask who like it
C
Crunchy Blac did it bitch
F
E
Keep on talkin' all that noise
C
E
And I'ma get big like big business
Verse 5
G
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
Verse 6
I'll do your ass in
E
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
C
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
E
I'll do your ass in
Verse 7
G
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
F
I'll do your ass in
Verse 8
E
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
C
E
I'll do your ass in
Verse 9
G
Smiles can be deceivin'
Even if it's your friends
And hoes that know we can't
be even Steven
Should not believe in
F
Too late one of them slip it's my foes
E
You already got my glock to
the back of your head
Prayers already said
Done consider yourself dead
G
Your family and friends might be
sayin' that I crossed you out
But nigga you was fake from the beginning
F
So I had to toss you out
C
E
Friend I'm no more
C
I kill all you foes
Step in my trunk
E
And I give it to a stroll back
The hammer release
And leave your chest with holes
G
All in the club
F
E
With that buck ass tube and pot
It's kind of hard
you can't beat us
And you can't join us
Cause we ain't gonna stop if
Verse 10
you don't stop
E
G
Some of the superior astro
E
C
nomical bends
G
From that of my mystical dreams
Of the many scenes
C
G
Mighty, manipulative,
C
mercilous, multiple murderers
G
Sit back in dangerous
F
C
Hittin' and strippin'
And critical injury
F
G
C
Misery, seriously witness to the
G
tremory
Trajedy, agany, infamy,
F
G
agany brutal mentality
Assassatain
My voodoo tribe
If you don't want to be fried
Put on a feary disguise
Lord Infamous takn' no prisoners
F
Forget the begging, pleading, and the cries
E
C
Your reservation revalation
E
A satanic nation
C
Has be prophesized
E
I can look in your eyes and tell
that there is fear
From the eternal burning
of each of your lies
G
Flights of headlights
Black clothes and limos
Another negro startin' to decompose
From his casket the Scarecrow shall
F
place a bloody black rose
E
Who knows that hate
That goes behind closed doors
With corpses froze in six foot holes
Wicked throws
Verse 11
Evil flows and torturing of foes
G
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
F
I'll do your ass in
Verse 12
E
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
Verse 13
I'll do your ass in
G
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
F
I'll do your ass in
Verse 14
E
I have to tell these niggas
time and time again
Bitch I ain't your fuckin' friend
C
E
I'll do your ass in
G
Yeah, I ain't ya fuckin'
Verse 15
friend
You do your ass in nigga
(Laughter)
Three 6 mafia comin' at your
ass for the 9- 7 bitch
F
Yeah
Watch your back niggas
G
You know who you
are motherfucker
Outro 1
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