Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
Am
Em
F
Am
Dm
Am
Em
Am
Verse 1
Am
You see
them diamonds on her neck,
F
so don't ask why she chose
Am
G
We got guns, way bigger than theirs,
F
but you know heights, bros
You know how they be under pressure,
G
Dm
ain't no heights, ho
Em
Tough on the next hit,
definitely tell me how you blow
Am
Bro be fuckin' on your bitch,
so tell me how she owes
F
Em
Hotbox and we so loud,
you smell it out the door
F
An d I'm the one who
caught her shots,
I feel like Al Capone
Em
Ain't supposed to be
around no guns,
but I'm still poundin' toes
Am
Can 't count how many times you lied,
but I could count a loaf
Used to be natural, high off life,
Em
F
but now I'm by the smoke
YWN since 97, I feel kinda old
Em
Remember riots, stolen bikes,
Am
it was a while ago
And I just hopped up out that
Em
Benz with my thick wit s
F
Em
All that dissin' on the gang,
F
get yo' clique in
All that spickin' on my name,
get yo' bitch in
Em
Me and Bro back to back,
we don't mix shit
Am
I just hopped up out that
Em
Benz with a thick wits
F
Em
20 bands on some guns, we got big shit
F
All that dissin' on the gang,
get yo' clique in
Em
Baby, I been in my
Dm
bag on some rich shit
Am
You watch those niggas getting beat down,
F
what type of bro is you?
Am
And you can lie to them hoes,
G
Em
but we know the truth
Dm
F
You a reflection of your bitch,
Dm
Am
I see the hole in you
Em
Lower than I don't need to be,
Am
no one I owe it to
Handyman with all these tools,
come get your homie proved
F
Am
Shout out to Glock,
that's the reason why
Em
your homie moved
Dm
Bitch, don't you bother
F
coming around,
Am
F
cause I am over you
Em
If it was money on my head,
niggas, it's overdue
Am
F
She like, I want the OG back,
I hate the older you
Em
You supposed to squeeze it till it click,
F
that's how you overshoot it
These drugs ain't lock my system yet,
Em
cause I been going through it
YWA, SOB,
you niggas know the movement
Am
F
She like when I be off the heat,
cause I be so abusive
This airy green up attached,
Em
the world is so polluted
F
Oh, you keep strappin' your own lack,
but at least you know to use it
Em
F
I just left my soul with the mic,
Am
this shit motive music, bitch
And I just hopped up out that Benz
with my thick bitch
G
All that dissin' on the gang,
get your clique hit
F
All that spickin' on my name,
Dm
get your bitch hit
Em
Me and bro back to back,
we don't miss shit
Am
I just hopped up out that Benz
with a thick bitch
G
20 bands on some guns,
we got big shit
F
All that dissin' on the gang,
Dm
get your clique hit
Em
Baby, I been in my bag on some rich shit
Outro 1
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