Tonalité : Db major•
Verse 1
E
"Want to see the world,
Gb
ain't scared to do it
Even if, your shocked by it
Cb
E
Me and you, lost when you do it
By myself, better off bein' you"
Verse 2
Gb
Smoke cess nigga,
E
Gb
E
smokin' that A.K
Gb
E
Gb
Norther lights, yeah.. stick 'em!
Db
Gb
Uh, ahhh, baby, you know it like a poet,
E
baby doll
Gb
E
Gb
Yeah, yeah, crooked letter in, uh uh,
E
S.I., better
Gb
E
known as the crooked letter I
Verse 3
Come on! Self service
E
Gb
Y'all know me since '93, now
let that weed burn
Back in this bitch, class dismissed,
E
it's the return
Db
Of the super sperm,
Gb
game over, lose a turn
Db
Takes a germ to kill a germ,
E
when will y'all killas learn
Gb
E
Gb
E
Your only as good as your last hit
Db
Soon as you put them auto
E
matics on safety that's it
Db
I calm them bastards,
E
I call them ratchets
Till you blasted,
till y'all come ashes to ashes
We make classic, huh,
Gb
Db
bring you a rougher sound
Gb
Db
Gb
You either up or down,
E
don't get that ass kicked
Verse 4
E
Ya'll niggaz fuck around,
Gb
E
y'all only tough around
The crowds, scared to bust a round,
don't get that ass kicked
Db
E
Db
What part of the game is this?
I came to break bread,
Gb
E
evidently y'all killas came to bitch, nigga
Gb
So, whose the whipped nigga,
E
don't even trip, nigga
Db
Gb
E
Some say they pull trigga, I
Db
think they bullshitter
Gb
I just begun to fight,
E
if mommy like daddy talk
Db
E
Then daddy might get him some tonight
Gb
Give me, my limelight, give me,
my five mics
Give me, some weed and
Db
E
a light to get my mind right
Db
Is he,
Verse 5
the illest M.C.,
Fm
Cm
Fm
Db
to ever play the tough city
To find out it'll cost
Ab
Fm
you bout a buck fifty
Across your face swiftly,
Db
my after taste shitty
Fm
Whose built by New Yitty, whose
Db
milked like two titties
E
Gb
And I ain't even got to say my name
Db
I got this duck wit her legs up like,
E
"say my name, trick"
Db
You think it's all a game,
Gb
Db
like pussy all the same
Gb
I'm speakin' toilet slang,
Db
E
not seakin' hall of fame
It's raw, sushi,
Db
Gb
stain in your drawers, dooky
Quarter a Lucy,
E
quarter more for a groupie
Verse 6
Db
That like to pop snoopy,
think she gon' pop coochie
E
Db
Just 'cause you got Gucci, don't
E
mean you not hoochie
Db
Gb
Girl, I tell it like a T- I- N
Db
Gb
Ain't no other kids eatin'
E
till I feed my kids
Gb
Trick, oh, you ain't crushin', sister,
I can't do nothin' wit you
E
My money's celebate, honey,
and we ain't fuckin' wit you
Gb
I do it for the nookie, some
say I'm too pushy
E
Only thing better than pussy,
that's some new pussy
Gb
There that go, looky,
it's gettin' ugly even
With niggaz so broke,
E
they couldn't spend a lovely even
Verse 7
Yeah, that's it
Db
Yeah, Method Man has just left the
Gb
E
muthafuckin' building
Outro 1
E
E
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AccordsE Gb Cb Db Fm...
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