Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Em
This shit give me a headache,
B
son. I don't think I can do this anymore. I've had enough of that crap, man.
Em
Yo, you gotta chill out, man.
Relax.
I ain't even used to the water, man.
That's why.
Get out the way, man.
It's that sick shit coming
Am
straight through.
B
Wide low.
Em
Yo, you got woman skin.
You moisturize your skin and soft.
Yo man you just too soft
All that hard shit you rap about,
you was numb
C
You ain't that bad,
B
you ain't what you rap about
Em
I was running low,
we up, need to grab a stash
Shit, I gotta make this money
I was at the petrol station waiting,
had to cash
C
B
Where is this fool man, where is he?
Em
He never showed up,
he thinking that I'm gonna dash
Motherfucker
It's either that,
B
Em
or he was only talking trash
Shit, I'm all of the above
when it comes to rap
Didn't even wanna be a rapper,
that's a fact
I stay sick with it, plus I got
a charm that's witty
C
B
I wanna fuck the streets worse
than I seen them grizzies
Em
C
B
Yeah that's right man, hold on
Em
I got a fly bitch and my
side chick is pretty
Yo, she's too fucking fine man
She know her fucking place and where she
stands better living
B
That's better living everyone
Em
Yeah, get that money
By any means necessary
C
Am
B
That's how we do it man,
Em
get your roll on
Get those rubber bands,
the trade won't greener this wet shit
C
Am
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