Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
Am
C
Am
Shit, don't tell us we don't know
C
what the fuck we doin'
Signed my
Am
Big school, nigga!
Y 'all ain't fuckin' with this!
C
Am
Man, I come through stoppin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my dinky suit on
C
Am
Bout to show you how to get it in
I'm rollin' with my pepper, man,
C
I'm rollin' with my pepper
Am
Said I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
just in case you disrespect me
Am
Man, I come through stoppin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my dinky suit on
C
Am
I can show you how to get it in
I'm rollin' with my pepper, man,
C
I'm rollin' with my pepper
Am
Said I'm rollin' with my pepper,
C
just in case you didn't strap it
Am
C
let my nuts hang, I let my chain hang
Am
Hang my chain from my nuts
C
and let them both swang
Am
C
Man, I still bang, feel it's a hood thang
Am
It's do or die, man,
C
I'm a rider for this field gang
Bm
Am
I know I'm old, man,
C
but it's still in my veins
C
suicide until I meet a flame
Am
Can't tell me nothing,
Am
He talkin' greasy when I meet him,
Am
I'm out the gutter, man,
C
I love the gutter lane
Am
Need that butter, look no further,
C
got that butter, man
Am
C
I bet I won't sing like these suckers, man
Am
No business in this square pitch
tryin' to shuffle cane
Bm
Am
They done fucked the game
C
with all this ratting, man
Am
These rat bastards is the
reason why I rap again
Get some good cane,
C
I get to mow the brains
Am
Of all these youngins out here
C
funkin' who control the game
Am
Man, I come through stompin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my
Dickey suit on
C
Am
Bout to show you how to get it in
I'm rollin' with my pepper, man,
C
I'm rollin' with my pepper
Am
Said I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
just in case you disrespect me
Am
Man, I come through stompin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my
Dickey suit on
Bout to show you how to get it in
I'm rollin' with my pepper, man,
C
I'm rollin' with my pepper
Am
Said I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
just in case you disrespect me
Am
Low heart and a little bit,
C
stays on that gutter shit
Am
Homey, I can show me, man,
C
Am
you know just what I'm comin' with
Heavy like a ton of bricks,
C
now I'm on some stunner shit
Am
Fresh up out the kitchen,
C
I've been whippin' man I wanna get
Am
Plus I hit the wonderland,
C
back out on some thunder shit
Am
Hit the dough and grab his dough,
C
he trickin' with my thunder bitch
Am
Blame it on strange men,
Am
Saw that I was hungry,
C
fed the homie with a ton of chick
Am
Got me back on rappin' shit,
C
still known for snappin' quick
Call me
Am
Rain
Brady, man don't make me
C
have to slap a bitch
Am
Hom ie I was built for this,
born into this gutter shit
C
Am
C
Am
Daddy was a hustler and my
C
momma was his bottom chick
Am
Climbed up out the bottom pit,
C
now I'm at the top of this
Am
Homie, this is lonely,
C
so I'm headed to the block and shit
Am
Told you ain't no stoppin' this,
C
watch me make them rock to this
Am
Travis, I'm a savage, boy,
I bet you get your guac for this
Man, I've come through stoppin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my dicky suit on
C
Am
Bout to show you how to get it in,
I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
Man, I'm rollin' with my pepper,
Am
said I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
Am
Just in case you disexpect me
Man, I've come through stoppin' in my
C
Am
KC fitted with my dicky suit on
C
Am
I'm about to show you how to get it
And I'm rollin' with my pepper, man,
C
I'm rollin' with my pepper
Am
Said I'm rollin' with my pepper
C
just in case you disrespect me
Am
Said I come through stompin' in my
Am
Reppin' killer city with it,
C
I'ma show you how to get it
Am
I was raised in the show me state,
C
shown how to get the cake
Am
Well respected in the middle,
C
Am
plus I'm good from state to state
From northern to the southern states,
McFella
Street
Am
Nebraska used to feed my face,
C
Am
Dallas used to bake the cakes
Up and down the interstate,
C
Am
hustla, niggas all relate
29 and 35, I'm back and
C
forth the paper chase
Am
That's the way I feel my play,
C
heaven sent for heaven's sakes
Am
Made it through and now I'm straight,
C
better ways to feel my play
Am
Better days make no mistakes,
C
I'm still hungry for the cake
Am
Hustler in me can't escape,
C
born and bred to paper chase
Am
Music sales don't hold the case,
C
so monster if it gon' be great
Am
Breaking records out the gate,
greatness I anticipate
Elevate and escalate,
C
something that you can't equate
Am
Knees shaking make you quake,
C
bet I set you suckers straight
I
Am
C
Am
C
will see you
Am
C
Am
C
Am
C
guys
Am
C
Am
later.
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