Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
D
Dm
(Oh my goodness!)
D
(Hit it) Here I go again,
Dm
another brawl, a conflict
Somebody finna get they ass kicked
F
If you ain't down with the Geto Boys
Dm
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about
a goddamn by- stander
F
So when you see me clutch my fist
Dm
Get out the way or get t-
rolled, bitch
I'm inclined to physically whip your ass
But if you want to blast
Make a mothafuckin' motion like
you want to reach
And you gon' have a damn
funeral next week
D
Dm
From the hardest to the softest
F
Dm
For me to beat a nigga down
D
Dm
is a day at the office
F
See, my appearance is so damn fly
Dm
It makes em say, "Hm he's a nice guy"
D
Dm
So a nigga try to play me like a hoe
Oh- oh, oh shit, damn, that's a no- no
F
I get dead on his ass, so
when I'm strikin'
Dm
He bet no fall, or I'ma make his
C
ass read these Nike's
F
(Oh my
Verse 2
C
F
Dm
goodness!)
Verse 3
Dm
You read these Nikes, 'cause you're fucked up,
F
punk
Dm
Here's the definition of gettin'
your ass stomped
(I'm a nigga insane kickin'
F
ass extremely)
Dm
So you weak- ass hoes
keep dreamin'
F
Bushwick, can I get a witness?
(Fuck yeah, Nightquil that sickness!)
Dm
Yeah, and when I form this gesture
Don't call mama,
F
Dm
'cause the bitch can't help ya
Better yell for a paramedic
Or somethin' that nature,
'cause I'ma try to break ya
Ass into mothafuckin' particles
Let's see if I can get you
in a newspaper article
D
Dm
To hell with emotions
I don't stop till I cream a
muthafucka like lotion
F
Remorse what the fuck is that?
I beat your mama ass and
D
go get a six- pack
F
Dm
Gettin' mild, I don't play that shit
Fuck havin' mercy on a goddamn bitch
C
F
Nigga get beat, oh mama
Dm
But if she fucks with me
C
F
Her ass is gonna read these Nike's
Verse 4
C
Yo D, I saw the way you stomped that
muthafucka
F
Am
And left your trademark upside his head
Verse 5
F
Dm
Yeah man, that was one of
F
my off Nike's
I usually leave the whole
Dm
mothafuckin" logo
Verse 6
Dm
I don't give a fuck who you
hang with, trick
Friends ain't shit when you're
gettin' your ass kicked
But if your buddies want to
get in my mix
Chop- chop yo, bitch
F
It ain't nothin' but a mere formality
Dm
Every sucker muthafucka' is a casualty
D
Dm
F
I kick ass, you won't ever diss
Dm
Look at the bottom of my
C
goddamn shoe print
F
From muthafuckas done
C
donated blood to the kid
F
C
Now do you want to make a bid?
F
Dm
I didn't think so, 'cause I'd have yo
Ass screamin' just like a damn hoe
When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth
F
Dm
And show you what a real
nigga's all about
When I dispose of your ass like waste
F
Dm
And nothin' but my shoe is in your
mothafuckin" face
You're readin' these
Nike's
Verse 7
Look at you now, muthafucka!
(Oh shit!)
Look at
(Oh! Aw, hold up, man
F
Hold up, shit, aw, come on,
C
F
Alright, man, al right, I quit, man
I quit, alright aw shit)
F
F
Fuck with me!
C
(Oh man)
(Hit it)
Verse 8
Here's an incident that got me sent to the slammer
C
I'm at the club rappin'
to this hella hammer
This bitch was holy, severely cut
So I'm rappin' to her,
right? To see if she'll fuck
Dm
I never asked if she was taken,
'cause honestly
That type of shit don't matter to me
Just when we was leavin'
out the goddamn door
Some trick- ass nigga fronted
me bout the whore
I let the fool file with a diss or two
But the nigga kept pushin'
the goddamn issue
So I pulled out the 9mm
And bust his ass in the head,
you could see the
Blood gushin' out his goddamn skull
He played hisself,
Dm
now his ass gettin' drugged
D
I was charged with aggravated assault
Dm
But before I got off his ass
Dm
I made him read these
Nike's
(Oh my goodness!)
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