Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Cm
Ab
Fm
Cm
Let me tell you about my hood,
let me tell you about my block
Ab
So many hoodlums, so many cops
Fm
Two ways out, get paid or in a box
Cm
One way to win,
do what you can and shake the spot
Sluts pill, a lot of drug deals and thugs kill
Ab
It's all for money and the power
cause the buck's real
Fm
And if you're scared, homie,
you can cop a church deal
Cm
See if he even gives a fuck still
There's no religion,
just these concrete saints
Ab
That only kneel when the sharpness shakes
Fm
In the street and in the holding tanks
Cm
In the west by the stormy banks
Where in war does your army ring?
Soldier, I've seen this shit young
Ab
That's why my boys in tongue
Only spits about my boys with guns
Fm
Fire got you shook,
you only hear the noise
and run
Cm
And that fear makes exhaustion fun,
you ain't the one
If our hearts are the same,
let me tell you about mine
Ab
All these young kids doing
street -level crime
Fm
Cm
Some on the runnin', some doin' time
We gotta turn these kids
to a six -side mind
Cali is big,
New
York is big,
Ab
Chi -Town is big, the whole block's big
Fm
When you're out on the street
Cm
doin' dirt with your clique
Just remember that they chick,
it's the law of the dick
Now I don't wanna be stuck
with this bad luck shit
Ab
All you must -out bitches
I can't fuck with
Fm
This whole subject is painful, I love it
Cm
We share the stories not
meant for the public
We struggle to get here next year
Ab
Take it over, wait's over,
best be the change over
Fm
What it took to prosper,
Cm
no apologies to offer
Got the best you can put on the roster
Psycho, sick, assassin, sick
Ab
Every now and then we need a revolution
Fm
So we spray the hallways
You're in a haze when
Cm
the song plays
And you don't wanna come
at us the wrong way
It's only for some,
Ab
this crazy ass city we run
It's in our blood,
we live and die by the gun
Fm
Wipe your tears,
Cm
all the blood right in front of your eyes
The city is cold and she don't
cry when you die
My hood's all the same,
let me tell you about mine
Ab
All these young kids doin'
street -level crime
Fm
Cm
Some underrunnin', some doin' time
We gotta turn these kids to a six -side mind
L .A. is sick,
New
Jersey is sick
Ab
Feet down, the whole block sick
Fm
When you're out on the street
doin' dirt with your clique
Cm
Just remember that legit gets
the law off the dick
I'm from a crooked angle,
A -homie make my dust angel
Ab
The city block got me locked
in a tight strangle
Fm
Graffiti bomb city walls by the knife angle
Cm
At least two raw milli walls
in the star spangle
That's what the voters for,
exercise the art of war
Ab
In the hood but not in yours,
that's when the
Saudis roll
Fm
Watch where you're at man,
Ab
the streets and the constance fall
Cm
Don't try to be a hero,
that's what the cops are for
The lifestyle we lead, it's money,
Ab
whiskey and weed
And gun battles make it risky indeed
Fm
No money, more problems,
got my city in need
It's
Cm
CA all day, where we hustle and bleed
Scrape the galley concrete for dough
Ab
Staying hungry in the street cause
this music shit's about to blow
Fm
Tryna stay out of the county,
so I dodged the law
Cm
Man, these enemies, they plop,
my fault, fuck the world
If our hearts are the same,
let me tell you about mine
Ab
All these young kids doin'
street -level crime
Fm
Cm
Some on the runnin', some doin' time
We gotta turn these kids
to a six -side mind
Atlanta is sick!
Philly's sick!
Ab
Texas is sick!
The whole block's sick!
Fm
When you're out on the street doin' dirt,
Cm
where'd you click?
Just remember that legit gets the law off the dick
Ab
Fm
Cm
Ab
Fm
Cm
Ab
Fm
Cm
Ab
Fm
Ab
Go to
Ab
I can't believe this man, I a guy.
I love it.
He's an amazing guy.
I fucking love it!
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