Tonalité : F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
Verse 1
Fm
Gouda hottest in
New
Eb
York, it's really no debate
Db
Fm
The real niggas say I have to take suckers,
be hatin' like he nice
But that nigga re -rhymes off his iPhone,
no nigga
I'm textin' your girl, meet me at my home
I always had dreams of a million
while they was chillin'
Db
Fm
I'm in the new
Benz, four -wheelin' for dope dealin'
Bought a
Rollie off crack and a
Rollie off rack
But I hit you a few times if
you try and take that
Eb
Fm
I'm ticked off,
Eb
got on from a brick of salt
Fm
Was getting mad money
Db
Fm
OT when it kicked off
Out here I had to spy two doors
down with heaters in the wall
Eb
Fm
And the fiends lined up like
sneakers on the wall
Watch for the sneaks in
the hole you peek
When you get them high 05
take you down at your peak
I done made where those mad
niggas get the point
I'm on
Cicode without the
PCP in my joke
Eb
Fm
Ate the tray bag shipped in from
Eb
Marijuana
Fm
Eb
Fm
Db
Got my chips up,
Fm
had them flown in from
California
For the lower price,
a n***a done rolled the dice
Lost a hundred grand once,
I ain't mail a shit twice
Made a tray already,
I'm still up, can have it
C
Ain't like I could call an d say,
Fm
where's my package
C
If I take it lost, then fuck it,
Fm
I'm still gon' eat
But as long as a n***a
Eb
undefeated in these streets
Fm
It's all good, it's all good,
baby, it's all good
It's all good, I'm from a broad hood
Where the guns go,
and these n****s run
Cause they fuckin' hoes,
and we don't n****s
C
Fm
Db
Fm
C
And you fucking know, joy ass motherfucker,
Fm
I'm about to blow
While you was kissing that
Eb
bitch under the mistletoe
Fm
Db
Fm
I was hustling and shit,
had to get this dough
Everything was all good,
but now that her man know
Eb
Fm
He gon' put holes in your
ass like a tic -tac -toe
Nigga, life's a gamble, I'm into the frizz
I bet it all every day just to get to the chip
I can't afford to be played
or get killed for, bitch
Db
Fm
Thank the
Lord as we pray,
Merry
White
Christmas
Eb
Fm
I'm on the
Eb
BQE with two pistols in the car
Fm
Db
Fm
In the light, uptown, big booty,
Spanish, bro
You know a n***a picky,
Jovain here with me
And my homie had a
Db
Fm
CD, whippin' a 7 -6
Later on at night,
C
Fm
I'ma bury it in a throat
But for now, I'm hittin'
C
Fm
Queens for a plate of that curry goat
Damn, I don't know what the
fuck I want on the side
Db
Fm
Matter of fact,
C
Fm
Eb
you could give a n***a macaroni pie
Fm
I stay with cheese and shells,
my squares flow steady
Db
Fm
It's really like I'm here eatin' already
C
Fm
I got 400 in the shoebox, for real
I'm 600 away from makin' a mill
Give me two
C
Fm
M's today, I'm takin' a deal
But for now, this the mother
C
Fm
Eb
fuckin' gangsta grill
Fm
Eb
Fm
Db
While you was kissin' that bitch under the mistletoe I was hustlin' an d shit,
Fm
had to get this dope
Everything was all good,
but now the hookman know
He gon' put hoes in your
ass like a tic -tac -toe
Nigga, life's a gamble,
I'm into the frizz I bet it all every day just to get to the chill
Db
Fm
I can 't afford to be played or get killed,
lil' bitch
Thank the
Lord as we pray,
Merry
White
Christmas
Yeah, merry white
Christmas
Db
Fm
My gift to the world is
nothing but dope music
I promise to restore the feeling
Db
Fm
Men do what they say
C
and say what they mean
Fm
I told niggas I was
C
gon' blow the fuck up
Fm
C
Fm
Keep spreadin' the word,
keep spreadin' the gospel
Eb
Fm
Let these motherfuckers know
Db
Troy had that nigga
Fm
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
Fm
Hey listen man, I told niggas I want 1 .2 million, they laughed at me, now look, the price went the fuck up,
Eb
Fm
Eb
Fm
Db
Fm
I need 2 million, ow, I mean I just count money right now in this motherfucker man, got it?
Db
BSB them niggas man, we got the highest quality
Fm
street music across the land, I represent the
C
East
Fm
Coast,
New
York
City, real niggas worldwide just like me
C
Fm
That's a fact though,
bands be rackets, the future's here
Eb
Fm
I'm the only nigga not spittin'
Chuck's shit in your ear
Db
Fm
Yeah, I seen other niggas get on,
what I do, I never hate it
Db
Fm
I stay humble and stay workin',
C
Fm
and I wait in my motherfuckin' turn
I'm lyin', I ain't wait my turn,
C
Fm
I made my turn, yeah
I ain't proud of it, gangsta grills, bastards, ah
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