Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Am
C
Bm
A -oh, -oh, a -oh, a -oh
Em
Am
C
Bm
A -oh, a -o h...
Em
Am
C
Bm
Em
Am
C
Sookie,
Sookie,
Bm
Sookie
Em
Am
Unh, tried to drag away my pain,
C
they made me throw up
Bm
They shot my n***a in his back,
Em
that made him slow up
Am
Might let my boot dry off while I roll up
C
Bm
My brother fightin' the charts,
but we don't fold up
Em
Am
My girl said she scared for
C
me, I just tell her pray for me
Bm
OG had to pay the lawyer
Em
fees with money
Am
Forty years flat,
C
two of my n***a got the same number
Bm
Hard turn, cold n***a,
Em
with the game done, yeah
Am
Might cop the
Wraith, the double
C
R's on the headrest
Bm
But mama, cause she work too hard,
Em
the doc say she need bed rest
Am
Really from the hood,
C
I take you spots where they be sprayin' at
Bm
Where I lost my man's at,
sold my first
Em
Ram's at
Am
Them goons get the drop on your spot
C
and they get ramshack
Bm
Fresh up out the gutter where they
Em
shootin' or throwin' hands at
Am
Crabs in the barrel,
C
never let them fuck your plans up
Bm
Motherfuck the cops and cracker
Em
shootin' us with our hands up
Am
Dope boy, might just pull up on
C
you in a lamb truck
Bm
If you get caught,
Em
don't get your vans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
C
you gotta man up
Bm
Bold like I'm
Em
Bradley, build on a bitch and one
Am
Gun smoke, cocaine,
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learn from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same one
Am
Never wait for bitch to pose
C
a n***a when the rain come
Bm
When I'm choppin' bullets,
Em
rain, it'll stain somethin'
Am
Fuck around and I aim at
C
your kingdom
Bm
N****s ain't dumb, look
Em
Am
They tried to pass it off to them oth er n****s,
we ain't dumb
C
Bm
Real ones rep around the globe
where we came from
Em
Rouse and decide, I'm like,
Am
say when
C
He know his niggas dizzy,
Bm
get it shakin' like a paint can
Em
Know some niggas hatin' through
Am
the net on they fake ramps
C
Really they be pussy and
Bm
they really be confused
Em
Cause they fans, pardon the fallin'
Am
C
Pardon me, darlin', I ball up along
Bm
In the bark of the garden, I'm haulin' bread
Em
R &S, they
R &Us
Am
C
This thing of ours belong to us
It's all in trust,
Bm
chronic and foreign trucks
Em
Am
With all the feats, all our retreats
C
Jewelry, expensive feats,
Bm
Em
women wearin' the least
Am
Pose another selfie for the freaks
C
Rollin' up, the hottest thing,
Bm
Em
smokin' in the streets
Am
Dope boy, might just pull
C
up on you in a lamb truck
Bm
If you get caught,
Em
don't give your mans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
C
you gotta man up
Ball like I'm
Bm
Bradley
Em
Bill on a bitch and one
Am
Gun smoke, cocaine,
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learn from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same ones
Am
Never wave a bitch to hoes that leave
C
you when the rain come
Bm
When I'm talkin' for this rain,
Em
it'll stayin'
Sunday
Am
Tires wet like they black glass
C
Bm
Trunk to the front, motor in back,
you know it's fast
Em
Am
I could teach a class,
but that's too much gang
C
Bm
For me to land two semesters,
Em
you'll need so many life lessons
Am
You'll need to sit down for so
C
many sessions
Bm
Them losses that I took
was really blessed
Em
Am
Above my shoulders, my sharpest weapon
Smith &
Wesson, killin' beats an
Bm
d bring them checks in
Em
I done turned into a bill collector
Am
I bought an office space,
C
Bm
I'm waitin' on the building inspector
Em
Get these permits, these licenses,
Am
then it's back to ballin' out and buyin' shit
C
Bm
I always knew I'd be rich,
Em
ain't know which woman I would end up with
Am
Play it for life, bitch, I'd never quit
C
Bm
And on my trade first homeboys,
I would never switch
Em
Am
Uh, that's that sucker stuff,
that's not for us
C
I hit the
Rolls
Bm
Royce dealer,
got a coupe in the truck
Em
Poopin' is my dust
Am
boy, might just pull up on
C
you in a lamb truck
Bm
Rule one, if you get caught,
Em
don't give your mans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
C
you gotta man up
Ball like I'm
Bm
Bradley
Em
Bill, load a bitch and one
Am
Smoke cocaine,
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learned from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same ones
Am
Never wait for bitch to moseley
C
you when the rain come
Bm
When I'm top of bullets rain,
Em
Am
C
Bm
it'll stain some
Em
Am
C
Bm
Em
Am
You
C
Bm
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