Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Dm
Em
Am
Dm
C
Am
(JRag,
Dm
C
Am
Dm
C
what you cookin' up?)
Oowee
Mhm
Am
From the struggle and pain
Verse 2
Dm
Neck deep in the game
Am
Mama hair soakin' wet,
Dm
she walkin' home in the rain
C
Am
Nephew just caught a charge,
Dm
whole arm in the 'caine
Am
He 'posed to be a quarterback,
he throwin'
Glass in the wave
Dm
Am
Couldn't work no job as a slave
Dm
Seen a nigga shoot his best friend
Am
for callin' him names
Dm
Beat the case like it's an accident,
Am
then ride off the fame
Dm
Lil' Amber on her fourth baby daddy,
she stuck in her ways
Am
Dm
She got them niggas payin' bills,
Am
at least she ain't on the blade
Dm
All my people cryin' tears,
we tryna see through a lake
Am
Dm
Lil' baby, keep your head high,
Am
you gotta smile and be great
Dm
Her daddy doin' twenty- five years,
he locked in the state
Am
Dm
She went to school to be a broker,
Am
now she buyin' the state
Dm
Watch the choices you make
Em
Am
in this one life we live
Dm
Cut us lights and give for the
C
Am
universe'll block your mills
Dm
Stay away from pills, just my opinion,
Em
nobody perfect here
Am
Dm
I done stopped drinkin' again,
C
Am
I'm tryna keep it chill
Dm
If a nigga scared to ride with it,
Em
Am
trust me, he'll squeal
If you ain't peep the signs,
Dm
catch time with him,
C
Am
You know what it is
Dm
Nigga catch a dime off of traffickin',
Em
Am
become Dr. Phil
Dm
Come home, start him a business and
C
Am
get caught with the steel
Dm
Now tell me how that is
Em
Am
Dm
For real, for real
C
Am
Lil' bro just woke up on the floor,
Dm
he got robbed for his chain
Am
He was walkin' out the club,
Dm
pistol whipped to his brain
C
Am
He ain't even see it comin',
Dm
he was firin' up the Jane
Am
He had his eyes on his lighter,
Dm
they had they eyes on his bling
C
Am
Such a shame how they came,
D
but it's the game
Dm
Am
You wanna fly with the stars,
then keep some guns
Dm
On your plane
C
Am
D
Dm
Pop the trunk, let it bang
Know what I'm saying?
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Let it bang
Am
Dm
Yeah
Am
Drip dropper, chop choppers
Dm
Had pints, we no doctors
Am
I'm knowin' niggas in the
Dm
feds still eatin' lobsters
Am
I'm knowin' niggas gettin'
Dm
bread snitchin' on they partners
Am
Be careful what these killers sayin',
Dm
most of them impostors
Outro 1
Oowee
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
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