Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Fm
This shit give me a headache,
C
son. I don't think I can do this anymore. I've had enough of that crap, man.
Fm
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
Bbm
straight through.
C
Wide low.
Fm
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
Db
You ain't that bad,
C
you ain't what you rap about
Fm
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
Db
C
Where is this fool man, where is he?
Fm
He never showed up,
he thinking that I'm gonna dash
Motherfucker
It's either that,
C
Fm
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
Db
C
I wanna fuck the streets worse
than I seen them grizzies
Fm
Db
C
Yeah that's right man, hold on
Fm
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
C
That's better living everyone
Fm
Yeah, get that money
By any means necessary
Db
Bbm
C
That's how we do it man,
Fm
get your roll on
Get those rubber bands,
the trade won't greener this wet shit
Db
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