Tonalité : G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
Do you want to see it?
Do you want to see it?
I'm gonna do it for ya,
G#
G#m
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya,
Dm
D#
F#
Gm
G#m
Gm
I'm gon na do it for ya (new Ghostface!)
Verse 2
Dm
Gm
G#m
Yo deep in the trenches
Wig, young black green beret
Dm
G#m
Chrome laser guns blazing at spades
Dm
Gm
Wallabies, cherry noose, cool- aid
Abm
Ab
Dm
Ten niggas call it Tai Chi
Black blades, one hundred dollar seats
Hold up, we at the opera
Abm
Ab
Dm
Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg
Had ketchup on her dress
G#m
from a whopper
Dm
Chunky ass necklace
G#m
Must be her birthstone
Dm
John Paul cop the biggest
stones outta Rome
Told ya eyes up on her prince
Fucking with Diana
Two rows across,
Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna White
Gm
Fingering Pamela Lee
G#m
We on the balcony
Dm
Dare one of y'all to Malcolm
Abm
X me
Dm
Somebody might catch a Kennedy
Yo let me adjust my lens
Through these binoculars
I paid five g's sliding off like Kid Vitamin
Viking
Patriot of Broad Street
Bet you think I'm laying like a hyphen
Verse 3
Dm
Tony Starks make the narc's dogs bark
With the Benz parked
Up against the boulevard
Eb
Starks had the bone sparked
Dm
One cop tapped the window glass
Like a cymbal crash
"What the fuck son! You trying
to break glass?"
He flashed his badge
"License and registrations"
At that moment
His fat partner started chasing
Chicken heads they was racing
wit' they hearts pacing
For snatching gold
Trying to dip into the god's basement
Our location
Lead steel shed spread
Cracked shorty head
Left sweetie there for dead
Ghetto poodles
Fingers sticky from cheese doodles
Starving for a 50 cent bag of Oodles
and Noodles
Neighborhood sick wit' it
Clinton 'bout to cut WIC
Maybe one y'all rich rap
niggas need to politic
Reach for the sky
They throw bleach in your eye
Don't teach you why
You be keeping 'em high
Dipped like an Oreo cookie
In cold milk, bold silk
Gold- filled cap, Wu- Wear hat
Low tilt
True Islamic
We speak verbal rhyme phonics
Why y'all trying to change this
hip hop to technotronics?
Verse 4
Dm
Don't go against the grain, the grain
Eb
Dm
Don't go against the grain, the grain
Verse 5
Don't go against the grain, the grain
Dm
Girl! Because of you I'm hurting
F#
D#
G#
Dm
Within my within my heart
I know it's not right to be flirting
But a relationship has to start
D#
Dm
D#
You're the one that I'm clocking
Dm
D#
It's time for you to
Dm
start jocking
D
Dm
Don't want you to see me cry
This is why this is why this is why
D#
I met this girl
Verse 6
Dm
named Rhonda from
D#
D#
way down yonder
Hey yo god don't fuck with her!
Dm
I met this girl named Liz she
was all in the biz
Hey yo lord don't fuck with her!
Dm
I rocked a hoe named Tina
from the heart of Medina
F#
Hey yo kid don't fuck with her!
Dm
Yea that girl Kit Kat she got
the good poodle cat
Hey yo nigga you better
Outro 1
fuck with her!
Dm
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