Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
C#m
There was no love for us
(Nope)
A
So we did what we did just
G#
to make a buck
Played around we're fucking nuts
C#m
(Crazy)
Hope them ho's pucker up
tryna get them to slide
A
That's
Verse 2
G#
on our mind getting
high all the time
C#m
(We tryna fuck)
We hustle hard,
hope the fiends buy all the dimes
A
F#m
A
So we can scoop up and hit the party
G#
C#m
and scoop a bitch
(Get twisted)
Verse 3
E
You know the drill homie play the rules
A
G#
And play the field but don't get
C#m
killed homie
(Stay alive)
So where's the better days?
A
The have to get up days to chef up
G#
ya just to get us paid
C#m
(We hustle hard)
Verse 4
C#m
A
You see never it fails most of my
G#
homies either dead or jail
(Gone)
C#m
Don't fuck with phonies 'cause they
get you killed
(Ah ah)
My testimony's every
A
bitter real
F#m
(That's right)
A
Don't run up on me 'cause I'm gripping
Verse 5
G#
C#m
steel
(Bang, bang)
I'm kinda nervous and I'm
quick on the blast
A
Due to the murders that I
G#
C#m
witnessed in town
Verse 6
C#m
Livin' the life with a rider seems
A
G#
It's the only thing that
I'm gonna run to
C#m
That's when you light
and get high with me
A
Look what the ghetto's did
G#
C#m
to me
(Baby)
Verse 7
C#m
And when you finish running the streets
A
F#m
A
I'll be the only one that
C#m
you gonna run to
Just getting paper and ducking
police
A
Look what the ghetto did
G#
to me
C#m
(Uh, yeah, yeah)
Verse 8
C#m
There was no peace in sight
(Nope)
It was sleepless night
G#
Hustling ya breaking day to
see the light
C#m
(Money man)
Street squalie you see
polices lights
(Squalie)
A
As I
Verse 9
G#
polie on this decent price
C#m
Got a causes that want some
pies 23 a slice
A
F#m
Transactions by the building,
A
uptown Harlem world
C#m
Manhattan where we kill them
(Taz)
Verse 10
E
Plus my project way of thinking spend
A
ing most my days drinking
G#
It's like I'm on my
C#m
way to sexton
(Lock in)
A
But we do what we do that's survival
G#
And we move how we move that's
through the rivals
C#m
(Fuck them enemies)
Verse 11
C#m
It's been said we living suicidal
A
G#
It's like rush at eleven pla
cing bucks on your bet
C#m
Do your thang slang cane and get your
bucks on your steps
(Watch)
Verse 12
A
F#m
Watch ya as s young man they
A
G#
want you under arrest
C#m
(That's them pigs)
And you ain't know,
E
they getting stripes for that
A
G#
They have you in your cell man
C#m
serving life for that
Verse 13
C#m
Livin' the life with a rider seems
A
G#
It's the only thing that I'm gonna run to
C#m
That's when you light
and get high with me
A
Look what the ghetto's did
G#
C#m
to me
(Baby)
Verse 14
C#m
And when you finish running the streets
A
F#m
I'll be the only one that
A
C#m
you gonna run to
Just getting paper
and ducking police
A
Look what the ghetto did
G#
to me
C#m
(Uh, yeah, yeah)
Verse 15
C#m
Now for my project corners,
A
go hard for warrants
(Fuck 'em)
G#
Every night I make it,
C#m
I pray to God for goners
(I pray to God)
We pour liquor on floors
A
that's for the soldiers
G#
C#m
That we lost in the mist of this war
(RIP Life)
Verse 16
C#m
For the ones on the grind and front
A
F#m
line they got called by po nine
A
G#
C#m
And now they prisoners of war they
fight for appeal or a bill or a ball
A
G#
'Cause they slipped and got nailed
C#m
for a sale of a rob
(Zeek you know wassup)
A
Two shouts for O.B.C.C six
Verse 17
main house of fame
G#
When you come home come and see me
C#m
A
C#m
Stay cool I lay the rules on ya
A
G#
Play the fool and they will move on ya
C#m
Young niggaz that keep them tools on ya
Verse 18
A
They quick to let them blick
F#m
as blast
(Bang, bang)
A
So crazy the way we get this cash
G#
C#m
(How we livin'?)
Real hot up on these murderous
blocks
(Blaatat, blaatat)
A
G#
Broad day bang bang I know you
heard all them shots
C#m
Verse 19
Livin' the life with a rider
A
Seems it's the only thing
G#
that I'm gonna run to
C#m
That's when you light
and get high with me
A
Look what the ghetto's did
G#
C#m
to me
(Baby)
Verse 20
C#m
And when you finish runnin' the streets
A
F#m
I'll be the only one that
A
C#m
you gonna run to
Just getting paper and ducking
police
A
Look what the ghetto did
G#
C#m
to me
(Yeah)
Verse 21
A
Look what the ghetto did to me
G#
Look what the ghetto did
C#m
to me
A
Look what the ghetto did to me
G#
C#m
(Eh, eh, eh)
Verse 22
Look what the ghetto did to me
Look what the ghetto did to me
Look what the ghetto did to me
(Eh, eh, eh)
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