Tonalité : C major
Verse 1
Em
B
Em
B
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man,
Em
F#
Em
B
Em
fuck
B
Em
B
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
F#
Em
B
F#
Em
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Verse 2
Em
Them drug gangstas
Yo son, you got my shit?
E
Em
E
Em
Nah, son, I ain't got ya shit
B
Son, you ain't got my shit?
Verse 3
Em
Nah, nigga, I ain't got ya shit
B
Yo, son, my shit is gone
Em
Pah listen, I ain't got ya shit
B
F#
Em
Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the
B
I started buggin'
Verse 4
Em
out, fell in the zone,
F#
Em
half the bone lit
B
Em
Passed off, rubbin' on my ski hat,
oh shit
E
My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it?
Em
B
Gleamin' little young fella,
Em
he just had the stupidest look, weeded
Verse 5
B
Yo, I'm tired and stressed,
Em
hungry and I'm vexed
B
Em
And I'm flippin' 'cause these
E
niggaz wanna play me for test
B
F#
Shit fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it,
Em
B
I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
Em
After that I'm goin' at niggaz pockets
B
The watch,
Verse 6
faggot yeah,
Em
y'all niggaz got my shit
B
Yo Lex we family,
I helped you cop yo' shit
Em
B
Em
Then help me find my shit
F#
B
Eye- ballin' every fake Frankie
Lymon in the joint
Em
Break out,
Verse 7
find my shit
B
Em
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
B
Mad bitches walkin' by
Em
the fella tryin' to crochet
B
Em
Bitch spell it, listen trick, be out, bounce
Verse 8
Em
F#
B
Blew an ounce off of weed
Em
in the bitch face
She pulled out two white owls
B
Em
Everybody back the fuck up, move
B
F#
Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon
Verse 9
E
Em
Pah, with you an d your dudes
B
If my shit come up, cool
Em
B
Matter of fact, clack, clack,
Em
clack, clack
Niggas pulled out tools
Verse 10
B
Em
Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' lights off
B
Em
Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ yo,
B
turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements,
Em
B
we want y'all to listen clear
E
We just lost about mansion in here
Em
B
And yo,
Verse 11
Em
eh yo, if we don't get
it back it's gon' be a problem
B
E
Em
Then my niggas gon' react
E
Em
and that'll be a problem
B
Em
E
Eighty- five thou' gone we
Em
got a fuckin' problem
E
Em
Ain't nobody leavin' alive
until we find 'em
Verse 12
B
Em
Excuse me, miss, no I ain't havin' it
B
Em
I smacked him with the four pound,
bitch hit the ground
B
Em
Then I stepped off, dropped out the shit
B
Em
B
Equipped with the dipped
Em
Courdouroy Bailey's with the cream stitch
Verse 13
B
Em
Powerhouse bis
B
Em
cuits that blow roofs off
B
Em
Rae watch is missin',
B
Em
B
Em
B
you take ya boots off and take off those chains
Em
B
The fat fuck thought I was playin'
Em
so I started sprayin'
B
Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke
Em
B
The owner slid through beefin',
Verse 14
Em
B
Duke threw the toast to his throat
Em
B
We brought the noise like we
Em
here to pro mote
My man don't get his shit
B
Em
in four or five minutes
B
Em
Yo we're leavin' with the vote
Verse 15
B
Bb
A gangsta's lotto,
Em
B
thirteen bodies and still climbin'
Em
Big shotties, bodied
B
when they sniff body
Em
We did our thing too we got
to the envy lobby
B
C#
Em
Our last four or five shots we see nobody
Verse 16
B
Em
Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' lights off
Bb
B
Em
Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ yo,
B
turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements,
Em
B
we want y'all to listen clear
Em
We just lost about mansion in here
B
And yo,
Verse 17
Em
eh yo, if we don't get it back
B
it's gon' be a problem
E
Em
Then my niggas gon' react
E
Em
and that'll be a problem
B
Em
Eighty- five thou' gone we
got a fuckin' problem
Ain't nobody leavin' alive
until we find 'em
Verse 18
B
Eh yo, eh yo, shit got real that night
Em
Power grabbed him,
B
Vine smacked him dead in his head
(Oh shit, nigga he got a Magnum)
B
Yo we all holdin', rollin'
Verse 19
Em
Grab a nigga, search him if he front,
B
Em
fuck it, blow him
Watchin' niggas foldin'
Em
The bartender got a shotgun in his hand
B
Let off the wheelchair nigga
F#
Em
got him and ran
Verse 20
B
Surround the don,
full body armor automatically on
The faggots passed off the
Em
watch and gone
(Yo y'all niggas
ain't searchin' shit)
Yo where the big mouth at?
B
Niggas step up
Verse 21
Matter of fact nigga, line the fuck up
Nigga tried to swing on G's
but he a gentleman
Son, he dropped the dead
arm but failed to see it
Two shot G's pealed his meat
Verse 22
Let's see, niggas tried to front
like my niggas is weak
Corey pulled the truck up, see- 4ed this bitch,
blew it the fuck up
Niggas'll use and niggas'll die
in this mothafucka
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