Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
A
F#m
Go
D
Bm
Swiff D (Swiff D)
I'ma show these bitches
who the realest on here
A
Back up, a whole lotta real blood
Bm
I got no feelings,
F#m
A
you hear me? I dog any body (slatt)
Bm
How you wan' do it?
G#dim
Ya hear me? I'm too influent
C#m
(slatt, slatt, slatt)
F#m
A
Yeah, and I still got the system
tryna hang me nigga
Bm
We ain't never scared
G#dim
No, we gon' play however
Bm
F#m
we want to
A
Back in 2009, I had
Verse 2
jump in the street,
I was totin' a .9
Bm
I could tell he ain't 'bout it, I ain't
never slung iron
G#dim
Bm
Now they stuck at the bot tom
and wait on they time
F#m
I got locked in a cell,
A
had to walk on their lines
Bm
I could see all my pain
when you look in my eyes
Fell in love with a bitch, she was
G#dim
tellin' me lies
I relapsed then come back,
Bm
that was time after time
F#m
Quarter brick,
A
the most value ever sold of my life
When these niggas be talkin',
Bm
they fuck up my mind
When it's war, I be screamin',
G#dim
not do or you die
We gon' spin on yo' block
Bm
when it's time for the ride
F#m
In the val ley with Dump,
now he fly in the sky
A
Why they stepped on my nigga,
Bm
I don't know why
Bitch you know that it's up,
ain't no way you can hide
If you buck, you get bust nigga,
F#m
load up and ride
A
Let's rock and roll, I can feel that
Verse 3
fire growin' inside me
Bm
I done blow and they must like it,
F#m
it totally got me high, you did
One in a hole,
A
I'ma live my life like I'm a Gotti
Bm
Hope my killer ain't onside me
G#dim
Bm
Death come and it surspise me,
F#m
yeah
A
'Stead they be dishin' out smoke,
Verse 4
I know I won't made it to heaven
Bm
You know this set we can go,
C#m
just tell me whenever you ready
F#m
A
'Stead they be dishin' out smoke,
Bm
I know I won't made it to heaven
You know this set we can go,
F#m
just tell me whenever you ready
A
Back in the day, no money in my
Verse 5
pocket
It's filled with them crumbs,
Bm
yeah (them crumbs, yeah)
G#dim
Wanted the title, facin' them in arrival
Bm
I show 'em it's dumb,
F#m
yeah (show 'em it's dumb)
Bm
A
No love for these niggas, no faith in these bitches,
Bm
I'm trustin' my gun, yeah (my gun)
G#dim
I done ran up my riches, I'm straight out them trenches,
Bm
F#m
screamin' "re drum", yeah
I hit some shots out right
A
in front of the store
Bm
I see some niggas passin' on the road
I had that stuck on side, me on a pole
Now all of them bullets,
F#m
I'm lettin' it go
Got some rocks in my britches,
A
they shaped like the Glo'
Yeah these niggas be trippin',
Bm
they act like some hoes
I could say I'm hard body and
I ain't never fold
I come straight from the bottom,
F#m
nigga I done blow
Verse 6
F#m
Let's rock and roll,
A
I can feel that fire growin' inside me
Bm
I done blow and they must like it,
G#dim
Bm
F#m
it totally got me high, you did
One in a hole,
A
I'ma live my life like I'm a Gotti
Bm
Hope my killer ain't onside me
G#dim
Bm
F#m
Death come and it surspise me, yeah
Verse 7
Let's rock and roll,
A
I can feel that fire growin' inside me
Bm
I done blow and they must like it,
G#dim
F#m
it totally got me high, you did
One in a hole,
A
I'ma live my life like I'm a Gotti
Bm
Hope my killer ain't onside me
G#dim
Bm
F#m
Death come and it surspise me,
yeah
Bm
Yeah
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