Tonalité : D minor
Intro 1
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Cm
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Verse 1
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One 44, two 45's
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3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll,
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one nigga drives
500 benz, 6 reasons why
This kid should die
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We shooting every mother
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fucker outside
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Pulled on his block, jumped out the car,
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guns in our hand
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At the same time everybody ran
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There that nigga go,
hiding in the crowd
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Let the trigger blow,
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7 shots now he lying on the ground
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Blood on the floor
Then we shot some more
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Niggas he was with
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2 niggas hit, one nigga fell
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One tryed to run, go get him son
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Make sure he's done before we bail,
I ain't trying to goto jail
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Must handle beef, code of the street
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Load up the heat,
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if these nigga think they could fuck around
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Real niggas do real things
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By all means, niggas knowing how we get down,
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it goes
Verse 2
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Fm
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up,
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just shoot 'em up, what
Verse 3
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Driving through roads,
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suburban chevrolet
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6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way
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To get up with my hoes,
I pull up to they house
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Not a freak to be heard,
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nobody came out
Ringing the bell, where in the hell
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Could they be at, I'm about to leave
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Steppin' slow,
where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that?
Could it be a jack?
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Now pull my strap, it's my man
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And we have the same plan
There them bitches go
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Civic '94, looking funny though
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Open up the car door, funny smile
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Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy
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"Nas this is sherri, sherri this is nas,
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and his man, ready?"
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Walked in the house,
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snatched off they clothes
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Ran through them hoes
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Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like
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Can't find my man, heard a blam blam
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Now I'm wondering, "in this scam,
do I even stand a chance?"
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He killed the hoes, took all they doe
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Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky
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Com ing down the stairs
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Now he wanting mine,
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reaching for my nine
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Aiming with our guns at each others face,
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at the same time
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My nine on his lips, his fifth on my
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chin, I start whispering
"put your gun down,
we can skip town"
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Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
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Lift off his chain
Verse 4
Took his shit, emptied out close range
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Fm
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Bm
Fm
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Bm
Shoot 'em up,
just shoot 'em up, what
Fm
Bm
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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