Tonalité : Ab major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Yeah,
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it's four of my street niggas,
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feel it, bounce, uh, survival of the fittest, uh, we out here to get us y 'all,
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what you gon' do, what you gon' do, clap on, clap off,
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Gm
Clap on, clap off,
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never take that muthafuckin'
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F
strap off
Gm
C
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Keep the safety on but
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don't take it off
C
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Where I'm from niggas waitin'
to break you off
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They'll see you out in the streets
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C
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and they peepin' you out
Let them catch you slippin'
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C
and up with a piece in your mouth
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It ain't no because they got
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Gm
the keys to your house
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Your weed and your car about to spin,
your jeans at the bar
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Fuck that, I know better
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You can't force around
niggas with no cheddar
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See these niggas with no cheese,
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they hungry for real
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They huntin' to kill,
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and the wheels give you somethin' to feel up in the field
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Seven Mile and Ryan,
niggas dyin' tryin' to pump gas
and got pumped in the ass
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Shit, better get somethin'
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to blast back at them suckas,
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how did this happen?
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Gm
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Unh, clap on, clap off,
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F
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F
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C
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clap on, clap off
Never take your muthafuckin'
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Gm
strap off
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Keep the safety on, but don't take it off
Can't afford to slip,
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C
nothin' but clips up in my nine
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Cause nowadays and times,
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it ain't too good on the grind
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Gm
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Niggas pockets like ouch,
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fell off in the drought
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Guy's snot nose, nappy head,
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it gets on the couch
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A
Time's running out,
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Red's due, so what he do?
Grab the 22 and try to stick it to you
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But no, not blue,
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I pack more than a double deuce
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When you see me roll through
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C
a hundred spokes on the coupe
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I'm heated, not to be cheated,
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fuck around and get your face deleted
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I'm waiting, on the road, nigga hatin'
Take a toke when I'm blazin',
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Gm
till your hair start achin'
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Ain't no raisin, all sluts penetratin'
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Funeral in the makin',
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I keep my eyes on the streets
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Like street lights, n***a think I'm lyin'
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Try to creep and get three strikes
You outta there,
y 'all n****s know
y 'all outta there
Yeah, come on with the rear
If y 'all n****s fakin' to fuck,
y 'all know y 'all outta there
Come with it, get live with
Gm
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