Тональность: Eb major
Intro 1
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Gbaug
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Verse 1
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Sunday jump up around a quarter to ten
D
Had to run and get this blunt
that I left in my Benz
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I lit the shit and caught
Gbaug
Bm
And called my nigga E 'What up
Bb
loc?,' 'What up cuz?'
I'm thinkin bout pullin out
the trey for performance
Gbaug
D
And maybe hit a few corners
Bb
I let the batteries charge while
the kids stood waitin
D
For me to hit the switch
Bb
and floss the Daytons
Gbaug
Ebm
I tap my shit, yo, my shit was hot
D
Bm
So I drove her straight down to the
D
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wash spot
Gbaug
They shine my shit up real glossy
Suckers starin but my shit
D
jumps like Kriss Kross G
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Ab
So fuck what ya heard
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cause my trey does flips
D
Bb
The superclean three with the lifts
I guess I got my whole day
planned and I'm trippin
Gbaug
Bm
D
Bb
Quick to hit the switch so let's go dip
Gbaug
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pin
Gbaug
D
Verse 2
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Gbaug
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Gbaug
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Gbaug
Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets
D
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Gbaug
Ebm
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Daug
D
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(repeat 3X)
Ab
Now I'm rollin cocked up, flossin down
Verse 3
Ebm
the street
D
I took Imperial to the beach
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Ab
Ebm
But before I arose on the scene
Bb
D
I saw the individuals rollin like a team
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Drove a little bit futher saw
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mafia for life
Gbaug
D
Without a doubt everything was tight
Bb
But they gotta watch
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out for the King
Ebm
Daug
Bm
Bb
Cause I can make my sixty- three sing
Gbaug
Bb
Gbaug
No pigs round, no I ain't no sucka
D
I'm doin sixty just hangin
More Bound To The Ounce
is what counts so I show it
D
Bb
Even if it means I gotta total it
Gbaug
Swervin from lane to lane
D
Bb
A Cadillac just ain't the same
If you don't know what
I mean and ya sittin
Daug
D
Come on, get in,
Bb
Gbaug
Ebm
let's go dip pin
Daug
Bm
Verse 4
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Ab
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Daug
D
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Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets
Gbaug
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Ebm
Daug
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D
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(repeat 3X) I felt like Cube cause today was a good day
Daug
D
For me to act the fool in my trey
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Gbaug
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I'm not worried bout
Ab
a sucka tryin to stick and rob
D
I just buck em down with my thirty- odd
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Creeped up to the beach,
Ebm
packed to capacity
D
Bb
Hoes walkin by 'Hi Your Majesty'
I said I'm not Young MC but
what's the flava
D
I played it like Troop cause
I'm not? souped?
Bb
I park my shit on three wheels
cause I'm ill
Daug
Bm
D
Compton's on the set with the real deal
Bb
This one's for the riders
D
all around the world
Dippin through the hood wit your girl
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Bumps in the back, sunroof top
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Niggas lookin crazy so I'm reachin
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Gbaug
for the gloc
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Every hood knows where the blood
and are crippin
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Ain't nothin like a Sunday out just
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dippin
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Gbaug
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Verse 5
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Gbaug
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Let's go dippin, dippin through
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Daug
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the streets (repeat 3X)
Outro 1
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