Tonalité : Gb major
Intro 1
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Em
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D
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Em
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F#
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Verse 1
Am
A
G
I'm grown now, so happy to be known now
A
F#
CD raised partially, south of family,
G
A
Don't incite me,
D
G
move different than your ninjas
A
G
We stealth about wealth until them lips drip
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G
Go from unheard to public
enemy number one
A
Through material means,
G
A
fill a talk of loose lip shit
G
Don't blame your neighbors,
F#
know your hood
G
A
G
Blame your sloppy way you displayed
as you was getting paid
A
B
Peck of payoff is the muscle,
F#
A
fuck a tussle over turf
G
Unless you actually own that earth
A
G
I'm a seedy nigga, south fed nigga
A
Nigga, how you figure
G
F#
G
I ain't always gonna show some love?
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G
F#
Love me or hate me, leave me alone
G
A
You in violation of
G
my no -fly zone
A
Wicked cricket told me,
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F#
G
ready red school me
A
Good men tack me,
G
whack also told me
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G
D
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G
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G
A
I chose to red
All I have this thing,
C#
All I have is this thing,
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D
All I have is,
G
All I have is,
C#
All I have is this thing
A
G
My mane red, dress in harmony,
pardon me
Use your name twice,
A
what you meant to me, mean to me
G
You'll always live as a part of me,
partially
A
G
A
Cause you got me, DJ to an MC G -Man,
G
faithfully, loyalty
A
G
B
G
We be, insane asylum, eternally
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F#
G
Taz, man, B .O .T., without my G,
D
we'd be stronger in unity,
G
F#
G
royalty, believe me
B
You know me, Red,
I ain't attempt to make
G
money off your name
B
It's just that you're dead,
Bm
G
just like my grandson's gone
So I look around at my industry,
B
big brother, it's gone,
G
B
and I'm hurtin', man
G
B
You told me the in
A
G
dustry don't get me
A
G
Cut my hair for my son,
F#
G
A
started growin' my dreads back again
G
F#
step you're gone like that
G
G
A
we jack jay -z's track like that no
G
you're the first one to ever
sample scarface
A
funny how things old
G
set new trends to no end
A
this is my stuff
G
A
D
jersey from bronx family harlem brook
G
F#
G
F#
G
A
lyn wayburn avenue h town
G
what i know i'm just an
A
emcee from seattle
G
ironic how the universe moves
A
G
F#
i'm a miss you no homo
G
It's said to do it with these lyrics,
D
I'm cold
G
G
Let me do it like a
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A
C#
G
C#
Let me do it like a
G
A
I could lose everything,
G
would it mean shit?
A
G
Gifted with a pen and pad, I mean gifts
A
G
Ridiculous, call it, no limit
F#
G
A
Huh, I'm rap a lot,
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F#
G
do the sur mix a lot
A
G
yeah catch me in the corners
A
where that don't mean shit decks
G
and others got full clips
i wasn't privileged
never had shit
F#
G
mama did her best
A
D
i'm four pillars down
G
stand on my square truth or dare
D
G
D
G
truth or dare
G
this is a toast to ready red
G
Most y 'all don't know me,
G
and that's cool
F#
Reddy Redd was a homie, old school
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G
Re spect is dividend receipt
Street versus spirit, dig it,
G
that's how I live
A
Niggas in the field
G
G
when the field was real
Put up or shut up,
G
or get your weight up
Bushwick, Belfast, Willie D
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F#
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A whole new mentality
G
on Southern reality
Respect the game, stay in your lane,
G
or become a casualty of the force.
Ready Red.
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