Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
[Havoc]
A
F#m
Yeah.. uh- huh
Bm
Why'all niggaz ain't ready to die
A
F#m
A
Bm
Why the fuck they
frontin like they is?
[Prodigy] Ah- yo Dunn, aiyyo yo
Verse 2
A
You could catch P laid
back, in
F#m
triple black trucks
A
Or catch him swingin
pain(?) bottles in the club
Bm
Won't catch me with the
A
police without cuffs
F#m
Can't press me into no threatenin
Verse 3
F#m
A
position
Bm
Probably spot me, steppin
A
out the tree spot tough
F#m
Catch P fixin his pants,
A
it's cause of his gun
Bm
You see the God,
A
F#m
big ol' chains, but can't stick him
A
'Cause they know I shoot niggaz like Slick
Verse 4
Bm
Rick and them
A
F#m
Source at the thug events,
A
why'know we hittin them
Bm
Caught him spendin fake hundreds at the bar,
A
F#m
A
Bm
A
F#m
A
we was gettin them
Bm
A
F#m
Drugs in my system, all types of shit
Verse 5
F#m
Keeps me where I want to be,
A
Bm
don't get me started on that
Just peep how aggressive
A
my niggaz is with this
F#m
A
Bm
And check how we set up shop
to get our chips
A
F#m
Niggas study our verse like college kids (word) We know you love our style,
A
Bm
get off our dick
(Yeah that's right, uh- huh)
Verse 6
A
[Chorus] [H] why'all niggaz ain't ready
F#m
to die
A
Why the fuck they frontin like
Bm
they is?
A
[P] Cause they want to be like the reals
F#m
And be amongst the thugs that do this for
A
Bm
real
[H] why'all niggaz ain't ready to die
A
F#m
A
Bm
Why the fuck they frontin like they is?
A
F#m
[P] Cause you want to do it like Hav'
A
Bm
An d do it like P,
but mad shit missin
Verse 7
[Havoc] Why'all niggaz is pussy,
A
F#m
and ain't nothin gangsta in ya
Rapid fire empty the clip,
A
reload and continue
F#m
Bm
If not anything else the
four- pound'll spin ya
A
And end you where you stand (uh- huh) dead
F#m
you cause I can
Verse 8
A
F#m
Bm
Believe me my hammer don't give
a damn what you been through
A
It's a cold cold world, my whole
F#m
life was a winter
Never gave a fuck about the cold
A
F#m
Bm
(nah) draped in thermal
A
F#m
Don't put your nose in things
don't concern you
A
This grown man
Verse 9
Bm
business,
why'all niggaz so childish
I'm in the cut, analyzin while
A
you fools is wildin
F#m
Pick in my mark,
A
F#m
Bm
A
and I'ma clap my heat off the grip
F#m
A
Bm
Murder so clean you
A
can eat off the shit
F#m
I'm a
Verse 10
paranoid nigga,
A
Bm
A
Bm
F#m
don't get too
close
A
F#m
Bm
Or I might think you schemin on me,
A
Asus4
F#m
A
I'm cockin the toast
Bm
The game cutthroat
so I killed the ref
A
F#m
Mobb fallin off, baby girl don't hold your breath,
breath
A
(Yeah that's right, uh- huh)
Bm
[Chorus]
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Bm
A
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