Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Bm
Morele, this song's dedicated to my Darkonejo,
aka Kanjo, Mr. Perterous Flow.
Don't trip, fuck these fools.
A little rap jam from my right
-hand man.
Vámonos.
F#
Another vato's bout to bite the dust.
Bm
Fuck him with a cartel
F#
that's murderous.
Bm
F#
I hold it down in my Southside town.
Bm
Heard a buster got beef,
F#
he know where to be found
Bm
F#
What the fuck? Another drive, I was up
Bm
Killing everybody when the
weapons erupt
F#
Bm
Don't give a fuck,
F#
everybody catching lead
Bm
AKs, 47 rounds to the head
F#
Bm
F#
Empty the mag, holla at you fags
Bm
Thought you held it down,
now your body bag
F#
Bm
F#
Here's the plan, do the job so neat
Bm
Rid my enemies from the
F#
poisonous streets
Bm
Time to chill, lay low on the deal
F#
Bm
Cause Forensics looking
F#
for my ID on the steel
Bm
Ain't gonna hap pen,
F#
did a professional hit
Bm
F#
No fingerprint or suspect to get
Bm
F#m
All my enemigas get blasted up
Bm
Mastermind job, homie,
F#
that's what's up
Bm
Think you callin' shots,
F#
homie, back on up
Bm
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
All my enemigas get blasted up
Mastermind job, homie,
F#
that's what's up
Bm
Think you callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
F#
Yeah, you all buffed up with your tattoos
Bm
F#
So instead of catchin' one,
dawg, you're catchin' two
Bm
F#
Little cock, smokin' dissa on the internet
Bm
I reach through your Macintosh
F#
and break your neck
Bm
Pipin' down your bitch,
F#
punchin' your moms
Bm
It's nothin' personal,
F#
I'm doin' my job
Bm
Tried to keep the beef wrapped,
F#
but you called me out
Bm
Now I got a infrared pointin'
F#
at your house
Bm
Where you at, homes?
F#
Bitch made rapper
Bm
I'm about to slap
F#
you with a loaded clapper
Bm
F#
In a three -piece, clean and dapper
Bm
Nobody at your funeral
F#
cause it didn't matter
Bm
F#
Tryna be a G, man you got no school
Bm
Acting all gumbalo, yes I got you the tool
F#
Bm
En emy goes crack when the
F#
caps show up
Bm
Haha, to fuck your whole day up
F#
Bm
Homeboy, all my enemy guys
F#m
get blasted up
Bm
Mastermind job,
homie that's what's up
F#
Think you calling shots, homie back on up
Bm
Go left, wake up home,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
F#
All my enemy guys get blasted up
Bm
Mastermind job,
homie that's what's up
Think we callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Gon' have to work us hard,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
Plottin' on your death,
F#
it's a serious issue
Bm
What you think I'd only
F#
lyr ically diss you?
Bm
Charlie Holmes,
F#
want someone to miss you
Bm
Pointin' at you with two
F#
loaded pistols
Bm
You ain't worth a sixteen,
F#
gonna point the beam
Bm
F#
Between your eyes, Saturday surprise
Bm
F#
Bring some tears to your half -eyes eyes
Bm
You get a new tux, perfect size
F#
Bm
Got you a new box,
F#
fuckin' with mines
Bm
Tryin' to clown with your bullshit rhymes
F#
Bm
Used to do the bang shit,
F#
then I did the slang shit
Bm
Rhyme shit,
F#
now it's back to the gang shit
Bm
F#
Roll deep with the S's that I hang with
Bm
F#
With my conjo up a twenty -fifth
Bm
Little homies do the hideous shit
F#
Bm
You on the wrong side of town,
F#
man, you catchin' a clip
Bm
All my enemy guys get
F#
blasted up
Bm
Mastermind job, want me fast,
F#
what's up?
Bm
Think you callin' shots,
F#
want me back on up
Bm
Go left, go in, go home,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
F#
All my enemikas get blasted up
Bm
F#
Mastermind job, only that's what's up
Bm
Think you're calling shots?
Hold me back, hold up
Kulejo and Kupo 'o,
F#
fuck your whole day up
Bm
That's right,
F#
Bm
Kulejo and Kupo 'o, imperial
F#
Oleg Kulejo don't trip, dawg
Bm
I'ma hold these bastards down
F#
while you're out of town
Outro 1
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