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