Тональность: B minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
F
Am
Verse 1
Dm
F
do the hood,
Am
I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
F
Em
I'm supposed to die tonight
Dm
Em
F
Niggas don't put a hit out
Am
and they talkin' like this shit okay
F
Em
I'm down to ride to night
Dm
F
Am
We rollin', we stolen, it get loaded
F
Em
I'm down to ride tonight
Dm
F
It's smokin', straight dokin',
Dm
This is nothin' new,
F
I've been in this position before
Am
Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door
F
Em
Dm
Different day, same shit,
Am
F
32 hollow tips, gloves, no rubber grip
F
but niggas never show no respect
Am
I catch him slippin',
F
I have him tongue kissin' my tech
Dm
One come, test me,
F
pussy boy, don't try it
Am
Police response, never fast enough,
the shot's fire
F
Dm
Don't be stupid,
F
find out who you fuckin' with, son
Am
Before we find out
where your bitch get her hair nail done
F
Em
Dm
It's elementary,
Em
F
life is but a dream
Am
You know, row, row your boat,
F
your blood forms a stream
Dm
After you get hit,
F
you should've thought about this shit
Am
You took that paper, you take a life,
F
Em
or your life get took, bitch
Dm
F
Sometimes I sit and look at life
from a different angle
Am
Don't know if I'm God's child
F
or I'm Satan's angel
Dm
F
I don't know the hood,
Am
I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
F
I'm supposed to die tonight
Dm
F
Niggas done put a hit out
Am
and they talkin' like this shit okay
F
I'm down to ride tonight
Dm
F
Am
We rollin', we stolen, it can't load it
F
I'm down to ride tonight
Dm
F
We smokin', we straight loadin',
Dm
F
In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish
Am
I simply would've wished
F
that my music would be a hit
F
niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Am
Then pray for my downfall,
Dm
F
But me, I'm a little more flashy than niggas
Am
So chances are, I'ma have to blast me
Em
Dm
An d nigga, I'm on that Keflon Vest shit
F
That Wild Wild West shit
F
carrying stones in my necklace
F
I make motherfuckers wanna kill me
Am
Every projects in every hood I go,
Dm
F
Know it sounds like rap, but this shit is real B,
Am
I don't talk that rich shit
F
But nigga, I'm filthy when
Dm
I come out the plate
F
And my ma be with me,
Am
you can bet your bottom dollar
F
that revolver with me
Dm
Homeboy, frontin' on me,
F
it shorten your lifespan
Am
Hold the mic with my left,
F
my knife in my right hand
Dm
F
Yeah! I'm through the hood,
Am
I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
F
I'm supposed to die tonight
Dm
F
Niggas done put a hit out
Am
and they talkin' like this shit okay
F
I'm down to ride tonight
Dm
F
Whip rollin', whip stolen,
F
I'm down to ride tonight
Dm
F
We smokin', straight loakin',
F
Somebody gon' die tonight
Dm
F
Am
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