Tonalité : G minor•
Verse 1
Cm
I'ma tell y'all like this (Yeah)
I learn something new every day
(What it do?)
More money, more problems!
Haha! Ay, you already know
Verse 2
Cm
I always knew I was gon' make it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you're
gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here! But sometimes,
Verse 3
you wonder
Gm
Yeah, ay- ay, I tried told 'em
Cm
Is it worth it? But I done dedic
Gm
ated my life to this shit!
Cash Money millionaire!
Cm
Gm
It's nowhere to turn! (Ya know!)
So I'm in it for life!
F#m
I can't feel my face!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, yeah!
And this what we do!
Verse 4
F#m
Let's go! Let's go!
E
Em
D
Em
E
F#m
Let's go! Hahaha! I told 'em!
Em
I told y'all! (Shout out
D
to Bun B!)
Pay attention! (Yeah!)
Verse 5
F#m
Yeah, straight up D- Boy
D
Seventeenth ward
F#m
Miss Katrina turned my city to a seashore
I keep going for them coins
D
like Lyor
They're gon' either respect
F#m
me or : E.R
Burning them bitches like a cigar
Punk, put a hump in your back,
they called it Igor!
War? This shit is hard,
any yard where we are
D
We call that cocaine rice,
E
I got that Condoleezza
Verse 6
F#m
Huh? You fuck with me, chump,
I rock your teacup
D
I say, before you spend a dollar boy,
E
put up the re- up
F#m
Yep! Get up, 'cause we up,
D
foot up and knee up
In the game, put up or shut up,
I hit your head up
F#m
Bukka-bang,
the Birdgang and the Birdman J
D
Lil Wayne, here to hang,
other words, here to stay
F#m
Feel my pain! Fireman, I spark in the rain
I walk through the flames, yeah,
Verse 7
all for the change, yeah
F#m
Call it insane but I'm a
D
hustler to the muscle
And them new drop Bentleys
look like pussy in the summer
F#m
So I'm fucking that,
D
hugging that block like I'm loving that
Never sell a crumb where my
F#m
mother at run with that
You can come at me for beef
D
and shots come with that
Your bitch come at me for wood
and I'm the lumberjack
F#m
I come in that Similac Maybach,
D
shades black
Looking like I'm tryna bring yay back,
F#m
ASAP
Verse 8
F#m
Give it to 'em raw, no Ajax, taste that
D
Heh, fuck around and
make your face crack
Em
E
F#m
I know niggas that shoot dope,
D
arms looking like a racetrack
Nigga missed a vein in his neck,
E
his whole face fat
F#m
You can't take that? Well,
I can't take back
D
Where I come from,
F#m
so I learned how to make that
Yeah, turn that straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese,
now I'm screaming "Where the keys at?"
E
D
Verse 9
Em
E
F#m
Em
Big shout to the Dipset movement!
D
(Trendsetter, trendsetter)
F#m
Shout my nigga
DukeDaGod! (Cannon, cannon)
E
D
Shout my nigga Hell Rell!
E
F#m
I can't feel my face!
Twin, what up?
Em
D
I really don't think they're
ready for this
(The Aphilliates, nigga!
F#m
Pay attention!)
Oh! Oh!
Verse 10
F#m
I'm live from, block one, five- one
D
F#m
Where my young niggas on the rise to get a name,
E
don't try them
F#m
Wayne, I feel your pain
and I see your stress
D
How they think your people posed
F#m
to get through Kat rina
E
F#m
Off a FEMA check? (Nope!)
Coke in the Pyrex (Yup!), dope and the ice,
yes (Yup!)
F#
F#m
Mind on the highway, road signs,
right, left (Yup!)
And that's the mind state
of kids growing up
D
Still they wonder why the crime
F#m
rate's going up
Throw it up: Eastside, Westside, Southside,
D
Northside
Fuck with my money, I torch guys,
E
F#m
off guys (Gangster!)
Verse 11
F#m
Hire men, fire men,
D
send 'em to a higher man
("There he go") Torture 'em: Vice- grip,
F#m
pliers, man
Niggas turn to tinfoil when they see the iron,
man
E
Pressure bust pipes, I apply it and
F#m
Move like a lion through the jungle, yes
There is none higher than me
Don't slip up and end wind up
in the lion's den (rrr!)
Verse 12
F#m
D
Big- body Benz idling, higher than
F#m
D
A chick that flight- attend or Air Force flyer,
F#m
man
Bad bitches, I fly 'em in, fuck 'em
D
Send 'em back home hyped, feeling
E
F#m
like they're on nitrogen
Just call me the Pied Piper, man
D
Still get the coke through
F#m
the pipeline
D
Then off to the piper
F#m
stem (Piper stem)
And I'm still getting paper
D
back in rubber bands
Verse 13
D
I still got paper bags coming in
F#m
I still got that mattress with
the paper bags under it
D
Comic books, Playboy baby mag under it,
F#m
still!
D
I still got ties with my guys who don't
speak no English
Them vatos,
F#m
they got those cheapest (Cheapest)
Got no "Green Card", got no visas
D
And got those Pablo features
F#m
(Just watch!)
They drop off and pick up,
I pick up then drop off
Then drop off what's picked up,
and then what? I do it
E
D
E
Gangsta
F#m
E
D
Gri-
F#m
zillz!
Verse 14
F#m
E
D
And like that, we're gone!
E
F#m
I told y'all!
I'm so dedicated!
E
Em
D
Nothing can take
me out my zone!
AMG!
If you support the movement,
D
F#m
E
D
then we dedicate this to you
Dedication 2!
E
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