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