Тональность: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
G
Am
G
Am
G
Am
G
Am
Em
Am
G
F
G
Am
Verse 1
so greasy
Livin' in the D .E .T.
Believe me, you won't get to repeat
G
Am
This ain't TV, we struggle in the sea
Peace makes you steamy
G
Am
G
Wonder how we was to
Am
come from the under
G
You can feel the heat like the summer
Am
Cops on the beat like a drummer
Lift you off your feet, don't slumber
G
F
Hear the Gats speak like thunder
Am
They want ya, run amok on ya
You better kick the swing like Samba
Stand on the streets,
moving numbers
G
Am
Runners, gunners, all about the green
Dublin, fees on the name
G
Am
G
Buzzing, troubling, fuzz ain't coming
Am
The dealers ain't budging
G
Am
They standin' on the corners like,
Em
fuck it, we comin'
Am
G
F
New shit, uh, it's like that
Am
Yeah, 2000 beyond, yeah
Still bangin' in your Jeep, nigga
Yeah, 2000 beyond
Am
Y 'all niggas don't know, uh
G
Am
How we want it?
G
Am
Y about to bear witness
How we like it?
Am
G
F
How we want it? Yeah, uh
G
Am
Yeah, one thing about the streets,
it ain't folk change
It's all about the dollars
and how they get arranged
G
Yeah, they hustle only way they
Am
know how to get arranged
You're a 2010 gangz,
G
niggas get murked, nigga,
Am
Detroit city rinsing
It's a pity when sin take
G
something that's pretty
Am
Turn the gritty then end the whole era
G
This place used to have soul,
Am
Shots roll, and smoking like it's hot coal
Just to keep it not swole
In this game full of players,
everybody got roles
G
Am
What position you playin' at 2 a
Am
Schemin' and dreamin' bout
pushin' somethin' foreign
Are you the kid with no pops?
Am
doin' the bid for yo' props
G
Until the show stops, the curtain closes
F
G
All because of beef,
Am
you're beneath the dirt and roses
In this land of single mothers,
thugs, bushes, and thieves
Full of metal slugs, drugs,
hookers, and weaves
G
And it's hard for you to breathe
Am
The hood tryna take us under
G
and question everything that we believe
Am
And say we won't achieve
They made us slum, where we from?
Am
this what you call a slum, dumb shit
G
F
Uh, it's like that
Yeah, still bangin' at your jeep, nigga
Am
G
Y 'all niggas don't know, uh
Am
G
Am
Y 'all bout to bear witness
Am
Yeah
G
F
Uh, for real
Am
Yeah!
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