Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
Am
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Am
Verse 1
Am
Nigga, I be
strapped, I bust my gat
And I never hesitate to clap
B
I'm playin' a motherfucker on his backside,
Em
yep I represent my set to my death
Better step before I check ya
Am
F
My clip is a bullet to wet ya
Am
Like drops of rain,
I got no pain for no sucker
Stop your games,
I'm not no plain motherfucker
Step correct, I'm on some next shit
I'll be colder than your necklace
You gettin' your fuckin' head split
Cause when I use my gun,
you best to run for cover
Word to mother, that spurt is wrong
E
Get your strappers on, what, what
Em
Wish that I had your
niggas pourin' liquor
Am
Out, should they be runnin' they mouth
F
They goin' with ya
Am
Take your picture, write it down
Why you fightin' now?
You heard these ain't just words
B
I'm writin' down
Em
E
Em
Yes, when I get upset, I catch rec'
Am
Get a vest and protect your neck,
F
kid, cause I'm strapped
Am
He had no business grappin'
a gun like that
Nobody's supposed to do that shit,
B
Em
nobody
Am
And if anybody got a problem with you,
Em
Am
F
you can deal with it right there
Am
We all in this shit together
B
Em
If I go down, you go down
Am
F
Am
Yo, yo,
it's bloody murder when I serve ya
I hold a weapon high,
he's too epic, I better recognize
I'll be rollin' up on
your block with my straps
Like I told you motherfuckers,
I'll be back, back, goodbye
Tell Satan I said hi, nigga, fuck up
B
Know my fellas ain't got no love for ya,
nigga
Em
Cause if you talkin' a lot of game,
you better back it up
Get your shit, strap it up,
Am
or you're gettin' bust off
On the bitch -ass nigga
that think he holdin' weight
Cause what I hold in an 8,
B
I make a player hold his face
E
I thought I told you I
ain't nothin' to fuck with
I ain't no pussy nigga,
Am
F
don't be tryin' your luck with
Am
The better guys get em,
I leave em dead inside a coffin
Often, I get rid of them kids
like abortions
Of course, when I get upset,
I catch whack,
get a vest and
Protect your neck, kid,
cause I'm Scrapped
You gotta get the ground
beneath your feet,
B
Get the wind behind your back
Em
and ride the planes if you got it
Am
You gotta snap some collars
F
Am
and let them motherfuckers know
B
Em
Am
Em
Am
F
I'm strapped,
Am
so give me some respect
or I'm gon' spin my clip,
rearrange your shit, I don't play that
So never ever, ever, ever say that,
I won't pop and kill,
I'll be bustin' from my steel at real,
that's for real
I be strapped,
this ain't no fuckin' movie,
you could truly die,
you could get it like Cochise
B
did in Cooley High
Em
E
Em
Not on my level, I'm a rebel with them
I'm a metal bitch who come
and get you
Am
F
Watch the shot, watch you drop,
Am
this my block
Niggas know that it ain't nothin'
but a G thing
Chance of you livin' on a beat
B
thinner than a G -string
Em
Cause I'm a man,
E
I'ma stand on my two feet
Em
Am
If you got syrup in your blood,
then you too sweet
I could be rollin' dolo, I still be too deep
Biting on my 22 piece
and get loose teeth
Cause when I get upset, I catch wet
Get a vest and protect your neck,
kid, cause I'm strapped
B
Em
I don't give a fuck about you,
Am
F
Am
I don't give a fuck about myself
I ain't shit, I ain't never gonna be shit
Em
An d you left up a man in me
Eb
so soon as I decided
Am
you ain't gonna be shit
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