Tonalité : F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Ab
Fm
Ab
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Ab
Fm
Ab
Verse 1
Fm
This is it,
Bbm
dope from the fly kid
Fm
Ab
The Ice mic is back with the high bid
Fm
Ab
Suckers you've lost cos players you're not,
gangstas you ain't
Db
You're faintin', punk,
Ab
Fm
if you ever heard a gunshot
Ab
Yo, the pusher, the player,
Fm
the pimp gangsta, the hustler
High Roller, dead pres folder
Ab
Is cold lampin' like a black
Fm
king on a throne
Db
Ab
Bbm
Evil E... turn up the mi crophone
Fm
Ab
So I can ill and break
Bbm
on the rollin' tape
Db
Ab
Another album to make? Great
Fm
Ab
Fm
Islam turn the bass kick up a bit
Ab
Fm
Hype the snare, now I got a place to sit
And ride the track like a
Bbm
black mack in his 'lac
Db
Ab
Bbm
Hit the corner slow where the girls are at
Fm
Ab
Fm
And kick game the way it should be done
Db
Ab
How you gonna drop science?
You're dumb
Fm
Stupid ignorant,
Ab
Fm
don't even talk to me
Ab
At school you dropped Math,
Science and History
Fm
And then you get on the mic
Ab
Fm
and try to act smart
Ab
Well let me tell you one thing,
Bbm
you got heart
Fm
Bbm
To perpetrate, you're bait, so just wait
Fm
Ab
Till the press shove a mic in your face
Fm
Ab
Or you meet Boogie Down
Db
or Chuck D
Ab
Bbm
Stetsasonic or the Big Daddy
Db
Ab
And they ask you about the
Fm
game you claim you got
Ab
Bbm
Drop sci ence now, why not?
Fm
Ab
You start to sweat and fret,
Bbm
it gets hot
Db
Ab
How'd you get into this spot?
Verse 2
Ab
Bbm
Fm
played yourself...
Ab
Bbm
Fm
Yo, yo, you played yourself...
Verse 3
Fm
Ab
I'm no authority but I
Bbm
know the D- E- A- L
Ab
When it comes to dealin' with the females
Fm
What you got they want,
cash is what they need
Slip sucker and they'll
Bbm
break you with speed
Db
Ab
But you meet a freak,
Bbm
you try to turn her out
Ab
Spendin' money's
Bbm
what I'm talkin' about
Fm
Ab
Fm
But you fool out, your pockets got blew out
Ab
And after the date, no boots,
Bbm
you got threw out
Db
Ab
Bbm
Mad and shook cos your duckets got took
Db
Ab
Bbm
Call her up, phone's off the hook
Fm
Ab
But who told you to front
Bbm
and flaunt your grip?
Fm
Ab
You can't buy no relationship
Verse 4
Ab
Bbm
Db
You played yourself...
Fm
Ab
Fm
Db
Yo, homeboy, you played
Ab
Fm
Ab
yourself...
Verse 5
Fm
Ab
I'm in the MC game,
Fm
a lot of MC's front
Db
And for the money
Ab
they're sell out stunts
Fm
Ab
But they claim that they're rich
and that they keep cash
Fm
Ab
Fm
Yo, let me straighten this out fast
Ab
Bbm
Two hundred thousand records sold
Fm
Ab
And these brothers start
Bbm
yellin' 'bout gold?
Ab
You better double that,
Fm
then double that again
Ab
And still don't get sooped, my friend
Fm
You think you've made it,
Ab
Bbm
you're just a lucky man
Db
Ab
Guess who controls your destiny,
Fm
fans
But you diss 'em cos
Ab
you think you're a star
That attitude is rude, you won't get far
Fm
Cos they'll turn on you quick
Ab
, you'll drop like a brick
Db
Ab
Unemployment's where you'll
Bbm
sit
Ab
No friends cos you dissed 'em too
Bbm
Db
No money, no crew,
Ab
you're through
Verse 6
Fm
Ab
Bbm
Fm
You played yourself...
Ab
Fm
That's right,
Ab
Fm
you played
yourself...
Ab
Bbm
Fm
You played yourself...
Ab
Fm
Ab
Yo, yo, you played
Fm
Ab
Bbm
yourself...
Verse 7
Fm
You got problems,
Bbm
you claim you need a break
Fm
Ab
But every dollar you get you take
Straight to the Dopeman, try to
get a beam up
Fm
Ab
Your idle time is spent
Bbm
tryna scheme up
Ab
Another way to get money for a jumbo
Db
When you go to sleep
Ab
Bbm
you count Five- O's
Ab
Ly in' and cheatin',
Db
Ab
Bbm
everybody you're beatin'
Db
Ab
Dirty clothes and you're skinny
Bbm
cos you haven't been eatin'
Fm
Ab
You ripped off all your family
Bb
Bbm
and your friends
Ab
Nowhere does your larceny end
And then you get an idea for a big move
Db
Ab
An armed robbery... smooth
Db
Ab
But everything went wrong,
somebody got shot
You couldn't get away,
Ab
the cops roll, you're popped
Fm
And now you're locked, yo,
Ab
lampin' on Death Row
Fm
Gb
Ab
Bbm
Society's fault? No
Ab
Nobody put the crack into the pipe
Ab
Nobody made you smoke off your life
You thought that you could do dope
Ab
Bbm
Fm
B
and still stay cool? Fool.
Verse 8
Fm
Ab
Bbm
Fm
Ab
You played yourself...
You played yourself...
Bbm
Ab
Ain't nobody else's fault,
you played yourself.
As-tu aimé la chanson ?
Tu dois te pour laisser une évaluation.
AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsFm Bbm Ab Db Bb...
Accords populaires dans le monde entier
Accords et tablatures les plus joués par tous les utilisateurs