Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Just saw an alien saucer ap
Am
proaching from the sky
F
F#m
Radio contact has been attempted
Am
but cannot be established
D
F
Am
Instructions are to prepare for an
F
attack by an un known enemy
F#m
Huh
Verse 2
D
F#m
D
F#m
D
F#m
Yeah
G
Huh
Am
Uh
Verse 3
F
Am
F
Am
F
Am
D
F#m
D
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
F#m
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker,
D
"Fetch"
F#m
I'm fuckin' her good,
D
she got her legs on my neck
F#m
I get pussy, mouth and ass,
G
call that bitch triple threat
Am
A
When I was in jail,
Am
F
she let me call her collect
Am
But if she get greedy,
A
Am
F
I'ma starve her to death
Am
F
Top down, it's upset
Am
A
Been fucking the world and nigga,
Am
D
I ain't come yet
F#m
D
You fuck with me wrong,
F#m
D
I knock your head off your neck
F#m
D
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
F#m
D
The guns are drawn and I
ain't talkin' 'bout a sketch
F#m
G
I pay these niggas with a reality check
Am
Prepare for the worst but
F
still praying for the be st
Am
A
This game is a bitch, I got my
Am
F
hand up her dress
Am
The money don't sleep,
F
so Weezy can't rest
Am
A
An AK47 is my fucking address, huh
F#m
D
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 4
lied
F#m
D
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
F#m
D
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
F#m
D
F#m
D
I got a chopper in the car
G
Am
Yeah, load up the choppers
F
Am
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
F
niggas where it hurts
Am
If I die today,
F
remember me like John Lennon
Am
Buried in Louis,
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
D
Big black nigga
Verse 5
and an icy watch
Am
Shoes on the coupe,
D
Am
that got a Nike shop
Count the profits,
D
Am
you could bring 'em in a Nike box
D
Am
Grindin' in my Jordans, kick them off,
they might be hot (huh)
E
Swish, I'm swimmin' in a
F
Am
yellow bitch (boss)
E
In the red 911,
F
Am
lookin' devilish (haha)
E
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
Am
down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til
F#m
he got hit the fifth time
D
Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
F#m
Make it come back even harder
D
F#m
than before (yeah)
Baby, I'm the only one that
D
F#m
paid your car note (Rozay)
Well connected,
got killers off in Chicago (huh)
D
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 6
lied
F#m
D
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
F#m
D
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
F#m
D
F#m
I got a chopper in the car
D
Am
Yeah, load up the choppers
F
Am
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
F
niggas where it hurts
Am
If I die today,
F
remember me like John Lennon
Am
Buried in Louis,
F#m
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
D
Talk stupid,
Verse 7
F#m
D
get your head popped
F#m
D
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
F#m
D
Big B's, Red Sox
F#m
D
Am
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
You're fucking with a nigga
F
Am
who don't give a fuck
F
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
Am
Pussy niggas sweet,
F
Am
you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch,
D
F#m
she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain,
D
I don't need a piece
F#m
That banana clip,
D
F#m
let Chiquita speak
D
F#m
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B
G
Am
Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch ass nigga,
F
pussy ass nigga
Am
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass,
F
nigga
Am
You know the rules,
F
kill 'em all and keep moving
Am
D
F#m
If I die today, it'd be a holiday, huh
Verse 8
F#m
D
I'm not a star, somebody lied
F#m
I got a chopper in the car,
D
so don't make it come alive (yeah)
Rip your ass apart,
then I pull myself together
F#m
Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, M, M, M, M,
D
Am
we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet,
F
the more that bitch gon' bang
Am
Red on the wall,
E
F
Am
Basquiat when I paint (yeah)
F
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch
Am
My first home invasion,
D
papi gave me forty bricks
Am
Son of a bitch,
D
A
D
then I made a great escape
F#m
Ain't it funny? Mama only
A
D
son be baking cakes
F#m
Pull up in the sleigh,
D
hop out like I'm Santa Claus
F#m
Niggas gather around, got gifts for each
G
Am
and all of y'all (haha)
Take it home and let it bubble,
F
Am
that's the double up (yeah)
If you get in trouble,
F
Am
that just mean you fuckin' up (nigga)
It's a cold world,
F
Am
I need a bird to cuddle up (yeah)
I call the plays, motherfucker, huddle up
Verse 9
Am
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
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