Tonalité : G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
F#m
E
G#m
Most niggas
get it confused, right?
F#m
E
Huh, they think it's all chronic
G#m
an d palm trees
Out this motherfucker,
F#m
bitches in bikinis, listen, huh
E
D#m
G#m
Some niggas is better left alone
Verse 2
I'll plant you underneath the very
ground you walkin' on
F#m
E
D#m
And ain't no children in this motherfucker,
G#m
drop your tone
Ain't got no business even
fuckin' with no microphones
F#m
D#m
So yo, it's me against the world,
and ain't got shit to lose
G#m
My heavy artillery built to make
the masses move
F#m
G#m
I carry tools that'll pick
you up and out your shoes
Xzibit bringin' new meanin'
to alcohol abuse
F#m
E
D#m
I wanna fall up in the spot where all
G#m
the bitches at
Holdin' somethin' heavy to help
you straighten out your back
F#m
E
G#m
A couple of drinks and I bend
you over the kitchen sink
So what, you think I owe you somethin'
bitch for fuckin' me?
F#m
E
(Bitch) Get a grip,
D#m
G#m
misery love company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference between
F#m
E
real life and makin' a record
G#m
Makin' the moves and connections
that you never expected
What good is money and the fame
F#m
if you never respected
G#m
Check it out
Verse 3
G#m
You know, who's runnin'
these fuckin' streets
F#m
E
(You get involved,
D#m
G#m
you gettin slapped with the heat, nigga)
Don't be actin' like your shit don't
F#m
stink (c'mon)
E
D#m
Y'all ain't fuckin' with X
G#m
You know, we roll so fuckin'
F#m
deep
E
D#m
G#m
(Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street,
niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like
your shit don't stink
Verse 4
F#m
E
Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuck
G#m
in' invisible gats
You always bringin' out in your raps
My shit'll quickly make you
F#m
E
fold and collapse
D#m
G#m
My goal to strictly takin' over the map,
by any means
Hustle and make more tracks
F#m
than a heroin fiend
D#m
Keep my enemies on a first
G#m
name basis
And hate them niggas like
a skinhead racist
F#m
E
Chuck Taylors and fat laces
D#m
G#m
Stompin' hoes through y'all turf
I hurt worse than actual childbirth
F#m
A chick can suck my dick 'til the
E
D#m
bitch squirt (ah-ah)
G#m
The song work,
so ain't no playin' wit us
Findin out where you rest your head and
F#m
E
I'm sprayin' it up
G#m
The remains that's left behind
can probably fit in a cup
You pressin' your luck,
F#m
you makin' yourselves easy to touch
E
D#m
I'm from the home of the hit 'em up,
G#m
only two ways
You droppin' some shells or you get 'em up,
F#m
E
back in the days
D#
There was a time there was this woman
G#m
that I want to keep up
But nowadays when I see
F#m
E
you I'm just tryin' to fuck
D#m
So check it out
Verse 5
G#m
You know who's runnin' these
fuckin' streets
F#m
E
D#m
G#m
(The king of these West Coast gangsta beats,
niggas)
Always droppin' off
nothin' but straight heat
F#m
E
D#m
So stay the fuck out of the way
G#m
You know, we roll so fuckin' deep
F#m
E
D#m
G#m
(Round after round in the middle of the street,
niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like
your shit don't stink
F#m
E
Y'all ain't fuckin' with Dre
D#
G#m
Thangs just ain't
Verse 6
the same
since it came out
Two thousand and one,
F#m
E
came blew the game out
G#m
I heard you was hot,
blew your flame out
F#m
And got the nerve to believe
E
you hold the same clout
G#m
I thought I told you, keep my name
out of your fuckin' mouth
F#m
(But Dr. Dre!) See that's ex
E
actly what I'm talkin' bout
D#
G#m
That shit right there, that's all day long
F#m
Just don't stop, I gots to be alone at the top
E
D#m
G#m
Forever ready, loaded and locked,
with niggas that'll circle yo' block
And let 'em pop 'til some
F#m
E
bodies get dropped
D#m
It's Doc Holiday in the flesh
G#m
(Still) Hold it down, represent,
F#m
resurrect the West
E
(Still) Holdin' ground,
D#m
D#
touchin' down, with my nigga X
G#m
(Still) Send a couple through yo'
chest if you disrespect
F#m
E
D#m
Dr. Dre comin' back
G#m
(shit) I never left
The number one ranked highest
paid celebrity guest
F#m
E
G#m
That's eight digits, motherfuckers
Verse 7
G#m
You know, who's runnin'
these fuckin' streets
F#m
E
(You get involved,
G#m
you gettin slapped with the heat, nigga)
Don't be actin' like your shit don't
F#m
stink (c'mon)
E
G#m
Y'all ain't fuckin' with X
You know,
F#m
we roll so fuckin' deep
E
D#m
G#m
(Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street,
niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like your shit
F#m
don't stink (yo)
E
Y'all ain't fuckin' with X
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