Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
You got the resurrector
inside the sector
DJ Lethal
Yo, yo, what's up,
what's up, what's up, what's up
What's up, what's up, what's up
Am
That's what's up though
F
Yo, yo, what's up, what's up,
what's up, what's up
Dm
What's up, what's up, what's up
Am
We goin' up like a Tuesday
Like the Nashville Dead
C
Goin' up like departing flights
when the passengers set
Am
F
Riding like the Rapture,
Am
Dm
the call for education
Helping moon rocks,
this is constant elevation
Am
Rappers be walking under
dark clouds
on sunny days
Dm
Just waitin' for the guillotine
Am
to drop on they dummy ways
G
This climate change, the Axe Gang,
Em
givin' the real catscans
F
I'm like Griselda Blanco's moped,
shootin' Uzi's from the Batman
Dm
I'm watchin' Indy 500 cars
crash from the dash cam
Em
I smoke Jamie and sit the back
Am
My cousin fantasize and flip the chickens
like Zack AT &T bills too damn high
should be convicted of war crime
G
So fuck a band, that's a strip club
I'd rather put a grand
Em
on my niece' tuition
Young niggas sip up,
F
walk out and get zipped up
Dm
R .I .P. in the hood,
it's like the t -shirt printers get love
Em
Suicider, I breathe deeper
than scuba diver
Type of nigga to one night stand
Am
with my Uber driver
The coolest rider
who inspire niggas whole style
F
You forgot, I convene, so foul
G
But God is good all the time
Em
So I'm good all the time
as I should all the time
F
Dm
The holy trinity, like lines like NYC Church
to the hottest club to a mall
Em
I'm all three, and that's crazy
Like puppy monkey baby
Am
Cause this is what you made me
What's up,
what's up, what's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up, what's up?
That's what's up though
F
Yo, yo, what's up, what's up,
what's up, what's up?
what's up, what's up?
Am
We goin' up like a Tuesday
Like the National Day
C
Goin' up like departing flights
when the passengers set
Em
F
Riding like the Rapture,
Am
the cost of education
Dm
Puffin' moon rocks,
this is how it's been elevated
Am
I'm the best ever,
no disrespect to the greats
But I ain't getting this game
for second place
To my big homies I give thanks,
Em
skills cultivated since 88
F
And I remember 360 waves,
when niggas had tails
Dm
that they braided in the back
Em
101 phased and they scrapped back to back,
escalated to the gat
Used to drink silver satin,
Am
graduated to snap
Giving my homies dap,
a lot of em gone now
F
Seems like a lot of bitch
Bobby McFerrin, now don't worry,
Em
I rhyme like 94 Keith Murray
F
Mixed with Steph Curry,
Golden State Warrior,
on a blessed journey
Dm
All I need is opportunity
and a press attorney
Em
Some sick hackers
to get these algorithms working for me
The whip horsepower Kentucky Derby
Am
Hooks down Los Angeles Cup
F
My niggas dabbing at the cannabis cup
G
You claiming you the man
but got mannequin nuts
Am
Smooth as Ken Doll,
Em
we stay on tilt like pinball
what's up, what's up, what's up?
C
What's up? What's up,
what's up, what's up?
That's what's up though
F
Yo, yo, what's up, what's up,
what's up, what's up?
What's up,
what's up, what's up?
Am
We going up like a Tuesday
G
Like the national dent,
C
going up like departing flights
F
when the passenger's set
Riding like the Rapture,
Dm
the cause for education
Puppet moon rocks,
this is constant elevation
Am
Yo, what's up, what's up,
what's up, what's up?
G
C
I'm rocking with the God right here,
on Solar Ice number 2
F
Doing what he do best,
Dm
spitting those crazy lyrics
over those rugged beats
Am
And yo, Ross, let's keep splashing him,
G
C
F
God
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