Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Em
G
The block got my back,
Em
and my boys do too
C
And my baby mama trippin'
B
said she need more loot
Em
Every block, every hood,
every ghetto got beef
C
I got a heater on my lap,
B
and another in the back
Em
See how I'm suppposed to cope
with all this stress on me
Am
Everybody and their mama
C
B
D
callin fed's on me
Em
I don't know what I'm a do but
I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
C
Look I don't know what I'm a do
B
but I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
I got money on my head but I'm
ridin' in a drop, (drop)
Verse 2
B
Yeah
Em
C
Feelin' just like JFK in the city that let
D
Em
em fly like JFK (Ayye)
Sometimes LaGaurdia I ain't gone lie to ya
C
If looks could kill then my
D
style might body ya
Em
That's why I'm with Nadia
I call my gun Nadia
C
When she say hi to ya it's
D
buh buh bye to ya
Em
Make it sound like Saudia
D
Arabia, maybe the haters should watch
Em
C
what he say to her you think
B
I can hold my head high and
die or I can live and duck
My attitude is celibate
I don't give a fuck
Verse 3
Em
The block got my back,
and my boys do too
C
And my baby mama trippin'
D
said she need more loot
Em
Every block, every hood,
every ghetto got beef
C
I got a heater on my lap,
D
and another in the back
Em
See how I'm suppposed to cope
with all this stress on me
C
Everybody and their
mama callin fed's on me
D
Em
I don't know what I'm a do but
I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
G
Look I don't know what I'm a do
C
Am
but I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
B
I got money on my head but I'm
ridin' in a drop, (drop)
Verse 4
Em
Yeah Now
who are you to tell me
how to conduct myself
C
Why don't you go practice safe
D
sex and go fuck yourself
Em
The rumor is that I'm a hazard
to a sucka's health
C
I coulda told you that,
D
yeah I coulda told you that
Em
Picture me not flop where
is them explosives at?
C
Right here on my lap
D
That's where my composure's at
Em
I'm back like a gun cock
D
I'm so cool that if I go to hell all
C
B
I need is my sun block
Nigga hold ya high and die or live and duck
My attitude is celibate
I don't give a fuck
Verse 5
Em
The block got my back,
and my boys do too
C
And my baby mama trippin'
D
said she need more loot
Em
Every block, every hood,
every ghetto got beef
C
I got a heater on my lap,
D
and another in the back
Em
See how I'm suppposed to cope
with all this stress on me
C
Everybody and their mama
callin fed's on me
D
Em
I don't know what I'm a do but
I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
G
Look I don't know what I'm a do
C
Am
but I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
B
I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop,
(drop)
Verse 6
Em
I mean let's be honest
D
you never liked a nigga
Em
C
Tryin to live beyond this so
D
I kept the strap on
Em
Clap on, clap off lights out like flights out
C
You could be departed
D
Never me who started
Em
I Lambo Gallarded I am
vehically challenged
C
That means the car is retarded
D
Em
But regardless I'm "Tin Man" heartless
D
No love, if son lookin' for love
C
B
Get a show on VH1
Nigga hold ya high and die or live and duck
My attitude is Virgin
Still don't give a fuck
Verse 7
Em
The block got my back,
and my boys do too
C
And my baby mama trippin'
D
said she need more loot
Em
Every block, every hood,
every ghetto got beef
C
I got a heater on my lap,
D
and another in the back
Em
See how I'm suppposed to cope
with all this stress on me
C
Everybody and their
D
mama callin fed's on me
Em
I don't know what I'm a do but
I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
G
Look I don't know what I'm a do
C
Am
but I'm a do it (I'm a do it)
C
I got money on my head but I'm ridin' in a drop, (drop)
D
Em
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Em
C
B
Em
C
D
Em
C
D
Em
C
D
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