Тональность: Db major•
Verse 1
Gbm
[Chorus]
Dis rain 'sposed to drop,
when I first hit the block
Niggas wasn't really feelin'
me then ("Do it!")
I had a little drama,
I was bout that there
That's how a nigga kept his name
in the wind ("Do it!")
I'm from the projects, as in the 3rd Ward
As up in uptown, ah- what you heard of,
it goes
("Hey, hey, hey!") Put your trigger fingers up I'm from around the way,
("Hey, hey, hey!") Put your trigger fingers
Verse 2
up I'm from around the way, it goes
Gbm
Gb
I got ghosts on my team unseen
Gbm
And they only be ridin' with
me 'til we do one thing
The watch, the bling bling,
fuck what you heard
I ain't even gotta tell 'em
nothin' to give 'em the word
Put bosses on injured reserve, fuck losses
Put your sister brother mammy
and your pa on the curb
Db
I can make an ounce out of a
quarter of a bird
Introduce you to the killers,
all my dogs in the 3rd
this ain't the spot to sco' at
Cause you don't know if nigga really got
a package or he's scopin' to jack
If they get'cha won't nobody rat
These families been here for years with kids
and they not about to demolish that
We got ? and a lot of crack
Clearin' our tracks cause fiends could
be givin' 'em a whole lot of facts
Db
My lil' spot where it was
poppin' at
Standin' in the court all day thinkin' of
Gbm
ways to get out of that
Interlude 1
Gbm
Db
Verse 3
Verse 4
Gbm
Storm with me, waitin' on
Gbm
And this one goin' be out'chea in
a minute ya hear me?
Hoe listen,
watch them niggaz, let me do me
They gon' spin the bend right now,
Gb
Gbm
they know we on duty
I got my lil' cutey,
I took her from hard times
Go 'head hand me the strap
when these niggas get out of line
Db
I ain't tryin to size the
beef up or measure it
But I'm know in your place's where
you motherfuckers better get
Gbm
We ain't gotta go back and
forth people to settle this
X Juvey out,
just handle business for Terius
I'm Conan wild wod', I'm
glow anchardo
Run up like a stupid and get
thrown in the pile hoe
You don't see me with no bodyguards,
probably in exotic cars
Db
Gettin' the 411 from a lot of broads
You can get this money with
me you ain't gotta starve
You my people with this business
Gbm
so I got a job
Verse 5
Gbm
[Chorus]
Gbm
focusin' on learnin'
from all your mistakes now
Was a face in the crowd,
I'm a baller with grace now
I miss illegal shit but I don't
fuck with the cops
Cause I'm always smokin' some killer when
I cut through the blocks and stop
'Fore I ignore it,
Gb
my name be in all type of shit
Gbm
Trippin' over my car,
Db
and I don't even like the bitch
Niggas get that false courage and buck
But you ain't doin' shit unless
the murder rate raise up
youth symbol stand for two K's up
It ain't your motherfuckin'
business about who pays us
Projects know you got some change on ya,
it' sa shame on ya
Gb
Gbm
Gb
I'm fresh out of the shootin'
Gbm
range with my aim on ya
I heard 'em say they catchin'
feelings now cause I'm boss
Gb
Well put your drawers in your booty
Gbm
bitch and break to the North
Gb
Db
What nigga I ain't feelin' nothin',
and I ain't fearin' none
This is the Magnolia and see
Outro 1
where this guerrilla from
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