Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
'Queensbridge and we don't play' ..
'For every rhyme I write,
F
it's 2- 5 to life'
Am
'Queensbridge and we
don't play'
'Tragedy's the name,
F
Am
figured I'd just remind y'all'
'Queensbridge and we don't play' ..
F
Am
'For every rhyme I write,
F
Am
it's 2- 5 to life'
'Queensbridge and
we don't play'
F
Am
'My, my poetry's deep'
Verse 2
We are the Truth
F
Am
We need no proof
F
Am
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't
Am
make us buck y'all)
Verse 3
Am
We are the Truth
F
Am
We need no proof
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't make
us buck y'all)
Verse 4
Am
Yo, the name's Castro,
I'm out for pesos
Fuck sitting on my ass like
F
you couch potatos
Am
F
While you watch wrestlin',
Am
smellin what the rock is cookin
F
I'm in the crackhouse and rock
is cookin
Am
Been, locked in macks,
with lots of bookings
Beat a nigga down,
F
fuck if them cops is lookin!
Am
Put that heater down son,
'cause if you had to pop you wouldn't
F
You would show up every shortcake
Am
topped with pudding
E
Am
Soft ass nigga, sweet ass nigga
F
I'ma torch that nigga, peep that nigga
Am
F
Am
R.I.P. that nigga, ????
See, I'm that nigga,
F
my four fingers on that trigger
Am
Beef me, you better pawn that vigor
and buy some guns
'fore they find your lungs
F
on your doormat nigga
Am
'cause I pack price that'll
flush all your organs out
F
Make yo fam cut the price
Am
in your coffin out
Blood drip when the force come out
F
Slugs rip through a nigga face
Am
blowin large portion out
E
Am
Talkin bout, you mu'fuckers swear you live,
through homicide
F
Am
come and talk you out
Now you see what you get when
your ass get carried away?
Now your ass gettin'
F
Am
carried away
Verse 5
Am
We are the Truth
F
We need no proof
Am
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't
Am
make us buck y'all)
Verse 6
Am
We are the Truth
F
Am
We need no proof
F
Am
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't
Verse 7
make us buck y'all)
Am
E
Truth is truth, real is real,
Am
love is love
F
E
Kastro, Khadafi, Blood is Blood
Am
E
We can go shot for shot, slug for slug
F
E
Hit you up, body bags zip you up
Am
I am truly amazing,
you cowards ain't phasing me
F
Mahdi, 2- 5, the O- G
Am
I cock back, and pop them thangs
F
You runnin off octane,
you don't want to lock with the God
Am
Glocks'll bang
Overall, feelin my aura, feelin my style,
F
Am
who you think started this thug shit?
But meanwhile, ask Noreag and 'pone,
F
who kept em in the zone
Am
41st Side, Q.B
Bringin it home, homie we got that
Don't ever try to stop my grind,
F
Am
'cause in the meantime in between tyin my nine
Steady long, steady strong when
F
you fuckin' with mine
Am
And I'ma ?eep? regardless
to the charges I'm a G
F
Discreetly, holdin my heat,
Am
22's on my feet
F
Am
Ask Havoc ask Nas,
F
Am
from Q.B. to South Prob why'all want to fuck with the God
Verse 8
Am
We are the Truth
F
Am
We need no proof
F
Am
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't
Am
make us buck y'all)
Verse 9
Am
We are the Truth
F
Am
We need no proof
Blowin' shots off roof
F
(Touch why'all, please don't make
Am
us buck y'all)
'Queensbridge and we don't play' ..
Verse 10
Am
'For every
rhyme I write,
F
it's 2- 5 to life'
Am
'Queensbridge and we
F
Am
don't play'
F
'My, my poetry's
deep'
Am
'Queensbridge and
we don't play' ..
Am
'For every rhyme I write,
F
it's 2- 5 to life'
E
Am
'Queensbridge and we
E
don't play'
Am
'Tragedy's the name,
F
figured I'd just remind why'all'
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