Tonalité : A minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
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Dm
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Dm
G
Am
Go get that
Verse 1
paper,
lip -op, fuck all that drama and drag
Dm
Don't stop for nothing,
my noggin just put it down with a sack
Am
I never knew nothin' better than
choppin' cheddars to cheese
Dm
Passin' my enemies,
blowin' in the breeze
Am
Don't make it no murder, my niggas,
niggas die young where I'm from
Dm
Sippin' on red rum,
poppin' to the dead drum
Make money, my nigga,
Am
but keep it real dope
The
Soulja
Dm
Boys be stompin' in steel toes
With nothin' to live for,
Gm
Am
you heard me fool
That's how I come up,
that's how it goes down
Dm
Niggas and bitches make
the world go round
Am
Without a sound, we climb low down
and dirty with the dirty, dirty
Dm
Flippin' from a nigga bag of
Gm
weed to a dirty, dirty
Am
Holla at your boy, hunnid ploy,
and the welfare line get mine
Dm
Smellin' like a pound of pa -yine,
Am
however we shinin' blind
Fury dodgin' the judge and the jury,
Dm
they want to beat me
But can't see me cause
they vision too blurry
Gm
Am
I ride from state to state,
seein' them checkin' my place
Dm
It's like, everywhere you go they
gotta play ya hater nigga mind
Am
I do my thang from here to mine,
like it ain't no thang
Dm
To see ya gotta let him hang mine,
Am
fuck that shit
your mind right,
cause when the times right
Dm
Niggas'll put your ass to sleep,
I think deep
Am
Fuck what you heard,
you gots see to believe
Dm
And if you blind and visualize a
Gm
nigga chasin' his cheese
G
Am
Down on my knees at my
bedside takin' my grace
Dm
Cause in the mornin' I be on it,
nigga makin' my way
Am
Okay, I keep him jumpin' like the
Jax, the
Lil'
Max
Dm
Manetta ready for confetti and fuck
Gm
Dm
Am
what they tryin' to tell me
I'm bout to get it and the only
way I know is rappin'
Dm
If it don't happen,
I'm makin' bitches hit the floor
Am
You know, fuck block to block,
hold us coast to coast
Dm
In this season, we jiggin',
Gm
Am
doin' the ju -ghost ridin' with locusts
On the boat, but game sharper
than a surgical scaffold
Dm
You on the battle, no hassle,
G
come let me give you what you ask for
Am
And razzle your ass,
nut up like heavenly hash
Dm
Asked by the brain, still they tellin' me blast,
Gm
they pay their ass
Am
But I'm flickin' my ass,
just stickin' ass to the bastard
Dm
Flippin' shit like flea flickers and
kickin' it with cheek, nigga
Am
See what you makin' with the razor,
Dm
your job is what a nigga like this
G
Am
I shake two days in a mob and I could
Do what man?
Be my own boss and plot by
the streets
I'm chasin'
Dm
Jason, playin'
Haitian on
Friday the 15th
Am
With my
Al -Max, vanilla
Nikes on my feet
Dm
With weed in the asshole
secluded from the police
G
Am
Cause I'm a little on the wild side
Duggin' and pluggin' and
Dm
makin' niggas on the jackpot
Fuck with it, but see I makes peace
Am
They get the shit a nigga
wish he could have
Dm
Long as you stay the fuck out,
they'll pop a brand new bag
Outro 1
Nigga, watch
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