Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Asus4
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Verse 1
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One time for the Wildways, Wildways
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Bitch, I'm from the land,
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till I die, till I die, till I die
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On the East Side, till I die,
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till I die, till I die
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Bumping that Bone Thugs till I die, till I die,
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till I die
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In the hood, I'm good till I die,
CLE, till I die
Everywhere I go, I'm putting on,
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putting on, putting on
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Everywhere I go, I'm putting
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on, putting on, putting on
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Everywhere I go, I'm putting on, putting
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on, putting on
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Everywhere I go, I'm putting on,
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putting on, putting on
Where you from?
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Straight outta the motherfucking crib,
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hoe
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On 128th, me and Slim, though
Dead broke,
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we were smoking mid, bro
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Baby mama holler: ""How
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we supposed to live though?""
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Fuck that, beat the game
up quick though
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Everybody in the team eating
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Green meals, green leaves,
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it's the green season
Catch me on Lee, up
at Sharks eating
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Whipping with the hot sauce
like I'm street leaguing
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And one, though
On the porch, getting cut, though
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On first block with a blunt rolled,
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me and Dub-O
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My My city, my city been turned
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up from the jump, though
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Bitch, I'm from the land,
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till I die, till I die, till I die
On the East Side, till I die,
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till I die, till I die
Am
Bumping that Bone Thugs till I die,
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till I die, till I die
Am
In the hood, I'm good till I die,
CLE, till I die
Dm
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Everywhere I go, I'm putting on, putting on,
Dm
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putting on
Dm
Am
Everywhere I go, I'm putting on,
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putting on, putting on
Dm
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Everywhere I go,
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I'm putting on, putting on, putting on
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Everywhere I go,
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I'm putting on, putting on, putting on
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Where you from?
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Y'all know, y'all know
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It's tatted up on all of my squad, hoe
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I roll J's in a 12-inch RAW paper
Every day I live life like
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Pablo
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Y'all know, y'all know
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I'm tatted like I don't need jobs,
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hoe
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Nobody's gonna stop me
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getting paper
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Every day I feel like El Chapo
I was getting high in the sixth grade
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Throwing hands in the hall on
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the first day
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Scared of one of my hoes getting
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knocked up
Snatching purses in the
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mall, getting locked up
Bitch, I needed paper,
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I needed paper
Dreaming of the penthouse
on the elevator
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The hood taught me don't
talk, just walk mine
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Timbos on the curb by the stop sign
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Kells
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East Side, West Side,
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Wildways for life
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East Side, West Side,
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Wildways for life
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Uptown to the down the way, uptown
to the down the way
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EC to the Heights all day, EC to
the Heights all day
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Baby, I'm from the land,
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till I die, till I die
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On the East Side, till I die,
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till I die
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Baby, I'm from the land,
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till I die, till I die
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On the East Side, till I die,
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till I die
Outro 1
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