Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
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"I'ma say this and I'ma end mine
If you ain't down for the Africans
here in the United States
Period, point blank
If you ain't down for the ones
that suffered in South Africa
From Apartheid and shit
Damnit, you need to step your
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punk ass to the side
And let us brothers and us Africans step in
And start puttin' some foot in that ass"
Verse 2
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Break 'em off somethin'
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Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
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Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
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Break 'em off somethin'
D
I got my finger
Verse 3
on the trigger,
some niggas wonder why
But livin' in the city, it's do- or- die
I got my finger on the trigger,
some niggas wonder why
But livin' in the city, it's do- or- die
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Dem wonder
Verse 4
why mi violent,
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dem no really under stand
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For di reason why mi take
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mi law in mi own hand
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Mi not out for peace and
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mi not Rodney King
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Dey gun goes click, mi gun goes bang
Dem riot in Compton and
dem riot in Long Beach
Dem riot in L.A. 'cause dem
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no really wanna see
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Niggas start to loot and po
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lice start to shoot
Lock us down at seven o'clock,
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barricade us like Beirut
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Mi don't show no love 'cause
it's us against dem
Dem never ever love mi 'cause
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it's sport to break dem
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And kill, at my own risk, if I may
To lay, to spray with my AK
Verse 5
and put 'em to rest
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Gm
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"Yes, we have, there have been riots,
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uh, rioting
D
Gm
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Well, I don't wanna say rioting but
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there's been looting downtown
D
But right now Bree,
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what I want to show you is
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They have started fires down
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at the end of the street"
D
How many
Verse 6
niggas are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna
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do? What you wanna do?
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I said how many niggas
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are ready to loot?
Got myself an Uzi and my
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brother a nine
Verse 7
D
"That's what they told us today,
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in other words, you still a slave
No matter how much money you got,
you still ain't shit!"
Verse 8
D
Sittin' in my livin' room,
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calm and collec ted
Dm
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Feelin' that gotta- get-
mine perspective
'Cause what I just heard broke me in half
And half the niggas I know,
plus the niggas on the Row is bailin'
Laugh now, but cry much later
You see when niggas get together they
get mad 'cause they can't fade us
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Like my niggas from South Central,
Los Angeles
They found that they
couldn't handle us
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Bloods, Crips on the same squad
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With the Ese's helpin', nigga,
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it's time to rob and mob
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(And break the white man off somthin' lovely,
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biddy- bye- bye
I don't love them so them
can't love me)
Yo, straight puttin' down
gettin' my scoot on
It's jumpin' off in Compton
so I gots to get my loot on
And come up on me some
furniture or somethin'
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Got a VCR in the back of my car
D
That I ganked from the
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Slauson Swap Meet
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And motherfuckers better
not try to stop me
'Cause they will see that
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I can't be stopped
D
'Cause I'ma cock my Glock and
Verse 9
pop 'til they all drop
D
Gm
Cm
"Yes, on videotape we seem to have the,
uh
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Gm
People in the crowd throwing
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things at the officers"
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Cm
"And swinging at them as well
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Gm
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As there was a, uh, young woman there,
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you see, took a swing at-
At an officer with some
object in her hand"
Verse 10
D
How many niggas are ready to loot?
Yeah, so what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
I said how many niggas are
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ready to loot?
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Got myself an Uzi and my brother a nine
Verse 11
I got my finger on the trigger,
some niggas wonder why
But livin' in the city, it's do- or- die
I got my finger on the trigger,
some niggas wonder why
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But livin' in the city, it's do- or- die
Verse 12
One- time trigger happy, no nigga love
One- eighty- seven time,
time to grab the glove
Can't get prints so a nine
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I throw away
Or get prints on my Uzi when it spray
C#
Pop- pop, pop, another motherfucker drop
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And I get relief like, plop, plop, fizz
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Smash, I crashed his head
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like a window
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I ain't Nintendo, I'm high off the indo
Ab
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Creepin' with the quickness to the cut
Bust one to his head while
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he munches on a donut
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And crack up, so now he best to back up
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I guess I gots to pack up , fillin' the clip up
I zip uptown, the motherfuckin'
cops are all around
Helicopters flyin',
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these motherfuckers tryin'
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To catch me and stretch
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D
me on Death Row
But hell no, the poor blacks
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refuse to go
Verse 13
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Gm
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Dm
"This now cov ers a very,
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very wide area of Los Angeles
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Where these fires have been, uh, ignited
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Cm
I mean, from here to the, uh,
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Cm
to the south end of South Central is a long way"
D
Break 'em off somethin'
Verse 14
Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
C#
Break 'em off somethin'
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Break 'em off somethin'
C#
Break 'em off somethin'
Break 'em off somethin'
Db
Break 'em off somethin'
Verse 15
The outcome of this is destruction,
so them all fall
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Niggas don't give a fuck,
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so them bust and them fall
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The description of three blacks
D
Shows no justice, so,
speak up it's your right
D
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If we riot again, mi turn the other cheek
D
We be too many, mi got mi nine to my side
D
So mi bust, flick,
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'cause he don't give a fuck
And mi don't give a fuck
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And all my problems end
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with that buck- buck
Verse 16
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Blam- blam, blam 'til dem fall
D
Listen to the shots from a nigga,
Doggy Dogg, biddy- bye
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Gm
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Dr. Dre, him bust gun shots
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Diggidy Daz and RBX, dem
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bust gun shots
Come again
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