Tonalité : D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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This is quiet money fo life,
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understand huh
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This is quiet money fo life, TBS huh
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Get it right, huh
Verse 2
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This another one street stressing
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Keep pressing, he's guessing
Please I'm in the cut wit a
bottle she's blessing
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Where I been that's the key question?
Verse 3
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Niggas yelling keep repping
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I must to left some kind of deep impression,
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peep the essence
I speak in lesson if you
seeking reference
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Never leave ya weapon
Verse 4
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See me if you need connections
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we insessing
Built aggression only brief accession
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I mean my niggas filled wit flexions
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So believe he's resting,
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leave the message
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Fuck wit me niggas would
Verse 5
be you breathless,
leave you naked
I keep it gully like the Visa
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Question we perfect this
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That's probation got us extra hating
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No explanation for the murders just
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rap- a- lations recreations
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This rap shit got us
Verse 6
celebrating
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Like we saving, we in hell with satan
Jails are waiting smell probation,
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serve time got us telemaking
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Le gendary now niggas can't
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tell me nating
(Nothing)
Verse 7
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Yo, at fourteen my hot ass
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was chasing bitches
At fifteen my brother told
me get them digits
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Told me every penny count nigga
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hit them trinches
Don't floss to hard don't
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burn no riches
Verse 8
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Don't trust no bitch if ya doe is heavy
And don't smoke with her if
the blunt rolled already
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No ass betting if you show
it you betta blast it
Verse 9
Math class on the corner yeah I past it
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Die right now take twenty
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from you bastards
Fuck it throw a fifth of Henny
in my casket
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Never got my ass kicked,
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never had a pitbull
I just went to high school
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with the clip full
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First nigga
Verse 10
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act get a clip full
Mama raised me but the streets made me
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Rum got me hazy chasing this cream
Fuck a dollar in a dream hundred
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grams and a thro team
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An d I'm gone make the
Verse 11
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block work
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So's reing me up got the hood
on clockwork
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Bedstuy nigga you know it's on
Gotta flow so strong,
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you could put it in a bomb
Verse 12
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When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
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memories get lost when you die
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The legacy is eye for an eye
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But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 13
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When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
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guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
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memories get lost when you die
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The legacy is eye for an eye
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But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 14
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Jump out the drop top
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Catch you why you copping
at that weed spot
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Speak not you know them
bitches be your weak spot
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I'm in the trinches that's where
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y'all niggas scared to come at
Verse 15
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Where all the guns at
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Where my shorties flip them ones at
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That's where my son's at
You speak of war but you don't want that
Verse 16
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I blew the timbs out and blow
the GS wit the rims out
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I air your bens out baby
moms and her friend's out
I knock a lens out,
I bring the boys and the mens out
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I leave you lace up,
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you paralyzed from the waste up
Verse 17
I'll fuck your face up,
when I finish tossing cakes up
I'm eating the kris up,
I iced the finger, neck and wrist up
If it's a mix up,
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look at all the ones that I fix up
I mean, I fucked up,
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fuck around you getting stuck up
Verse 18
Press ya luck up,
back this motherfucking truck up
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I'm 'bout to black out,
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it's up to me to close this track out
I pull the mack out,
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I blow your chest and your back out
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And knock the glock out, air
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this whole fucking block out
Verse 19
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I knock a cop out,
fuck a high school drop out
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Attempt murders,
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two to sixty on a cop out
I'm fucking with my nigga's
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up north on a lockout
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The M A S A,
you run your mouth we smack the taste out
We blow your face out,
Verse 20
pay the judge to throw the case out
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Check the game and the
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cats that play in it
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Quiet money youngest lieutenant
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Yeah world it's been a minute, I'm in it
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To my heart stop or blood
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touch the concrete
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Verse 21
Beyond deep,
these streets got me gripping my heat
Losing sleep,
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breaking day sling crack to fiends
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W.D. forty to sixty having
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backwards dreams
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The cash the cream from the
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cradle to the casket green
Verse 22
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Got the game tied up we the nasties team
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We flash we steam if it's on
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then we mash your beam
Yellow tape the sidewalk
and leave a nasty scene
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Your back is spling ya brain,
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face and chest get sprayed
Verse 23
The desert the miss the spot
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when it bust your way
We touch we lay in the streets
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it's a must we play
We cook, we chop bust pots
down and clust the way
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From light to day it's only right
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that we cock and spray
Verse 24
We speeding on could spot a
snake from a block away
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I told you a what the game need is
a change of speed
Visualize the realism
I'm a dangerous speed
Verse 25
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
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memories get lost when you die
The legacy is eye for an eye
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But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 26
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
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memories get lost when you die
The legacy is eye for an eye
But overall I will survive nigga
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