Тональность: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Bm
Uh,
Bm
F#m
uh!
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Ah? Ah?
You got Moesha E?
You got your Indonesia B?
F#m
All tha time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
You got your chronic there too?
Bm
Might not know how to read and right but I do
Verse 2
know Arm & Hammer
If the screen from a tweak of crack
F#m
turns black that means it's bamma
Bm
If it's too many seeds in your weed,
then chop 'em down
If your bud gets bogus,
F#m
then run his ass out of town
I'm on the car key to ?spread terminal
Bm
frequent? after seven
F#m
Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones,
engine revin'
Smebbin', talkin' hel
Bm
la shit to the cashier
Pi- pi's get right behind me askin me how
F#m
much I been had to drink
And I said, "A beer"
Bm
Blitzed, out of my wits,
drivin' drunk
F#m
Let's see I done hit one, two,
three ain't no tellin' how many skunk
In and out of the holdin' cell,
Bm
blood alcohol like a warrior
And I refuse to answer any questions without
F#m
the advisory of my lawyer
Verse 3
Bm
I been in it, all around it, co- founded
Did it when I done it,
F#m
I musta been blunted
Bm
Ninety- six hundred for the two piece
F#m
I let the homie K- One run through these
Bm
Places that I roam I let the hustle on
I wonder if the chip
F#m
in the next telephone
A bad motherfucker for the
F#m
And you niggas need to know this shit
You got Moesha E?
You got your Indonesia B?
F#m
All tha time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
You got your chronic there too?
Verse 4
Bm
I got the turf on lock, twenty- six glocker
F#m
One beeper on my side gotta be in
the house by eight o'clock
Organized crime bitch,
Bm
all the time bitch
F#m
Get off his dick and get on mine bitch
Verse 5
Bm
I be smokin' like a broke- down
Coupe DeVille
F#m
Poppin' them generic
brand Golden Seals
Parole can't hold me,
Bm
and neither could y'all
F#m
Bitch me and my Click is off the wall
Bm
I fucks with everybody to somebody,
Verse 6
major factors
To niggas you can't
understand shit
F#m
Then nigga you must got your mask
on backwards
Verse 7
Bm
Tiptoeing through the hood nigga,
is no good nigga
F#m
Gotta have a pass, so we get that ass
You got Moesha E?
You got your Indonesia B?
F#m
All tha time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
You got your chronic there too?
Verse 8
Bm
Now the parties don't start until
we walk in
Drunk off that gin,
F#m
down to check yo' chin
I'm a mannish motherfucker
Bm
with the chips and bread
And enough,
F#m
to have your head kind of tough
Bluffin don't exist,
Bm
we pull the whole cards
Tail between the legs
F#m
when you walk in the yard
Em
Bm
So if you hard, and wanna stay that way
You better watch what the
fuck you play
Verse 9
It's bring yo' own bottle,
'cause I be likin'
Bm
To get to perkin' somethin'
awful
And compute that motherfucker
slurrin'
F#m
Talkin' crazy to bitches,
weeble- wobblin'
Burpin', gurgin', stomach
Bm
growlin off the hinges
F#m
Lurkin', torqin' my stay high
s with Red Ledges
I'm tryin' to get that fast
Bm
quarter, fuck a slow nickel
Run a smooth ass operation without
F#m
gettin' caught in the pickle
Take my cool ass on a vacation
Bm
that maybe someday stop
Buy me an empty commercial lot
F#m
And turn it into a car
wax wash and detail shop
You got Moesha E?
You got your Indonesia B?
F#m
All tha time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
You got your chronic there too?
F#m
Bm
All
F#m
Bm
tha
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