Тональность: C minor•
Intro 1
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Cm
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Who I be? Juicy J
Verse 1
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One bitch won't do shit,
I gotta fuck two a day
Cm
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Cm
Al ways 'bout get tin' paid
Paper chasin' and I can't let a
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single dollar get away
Cm
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Blowin' money like weed smoke
Fm
Ab
Spend a couple bands just
to make it all double back
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Cm
On the block like a running back
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Put the chopper at your ass, have your tough
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Ab
ass run nin' laps
These niggas beefin' with each other over
Cm
Ab
Cm
Seen the same bitch in the club suckin'
dick for some Rosé Mo
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A few words of advice but I keep my
name off your tape, young nigga
Cm
I got niggas that'll kill for me, if I say
the word they gon' pull that trigger
Once again, I be goin' in
Fm
I be at these niggas necks like a vi olin
Cm
Nigga fucked up, gotta go
and try again
1- 800- GET- RICH,
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broke nigga dial in
Cm
Let me tell you people what a boss is
Ab
You ain't rich if you still got
Fm
broke friends
Cm
'Cause you know they still
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Tryna get some money, they
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gon' send you up a river
Ab
I don't trust these hoes
Verse 2
Cm
Ab
And I don't trust these nig gas
Cm
Ab
I don't trust these hoes
Cm
Ab
And I don't trust these nig gas
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Cm
Ab
I don't get caught up though
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Cm
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Cm
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I pull them triggers
Cm
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C
'Cause I don't trust these hoes
Cm
And I don't trust these niggas
Verse 3
How can a nigga trust any one of you clowns?
Cm
C
When my own family let me down
Cm
Everybody in this mothafucka, hands out
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Cm
Bullseye on a mothafucka's grands out
So I thumb swag,
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Cm
niggas know I stand out
Pull up in the Casper,
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C
then the bitches ran out
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Neck shine like police lights
Ab
Niggas lookin', say we hood light street life,
beef's cookin'
Cm
Flash money 'round ratchet hoes,
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they gon' steal it
Bitch fuck with my money, somebody
Gotta watch these niggas, gotta watch
these bitches
I trust my chopper to watch my
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riches
Cm
Ab
Sewed the game up like stitches
Fuck snitches, you niggas comin'
up short like midgets
Cm
Ab
I try to keep the shit one thousand
With the niggas who kept
I'ma hustle, fuck loungin'
When I didn't have shit, you
didn't come around then
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Thought she was my
Cm
bitch, she was your bitch
Her bitch, his bitch, a for sure bitch
You caught feelings,
now you wanna kill her
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Don't get upset, dog,
that's just the real her
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These bitches love givin'
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head, love spendin' bread
Sellin' pussy on the low,
what you said?
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I don't trust these hoes
Verse 4
Cm
Ab
And I don't trust these nig gas
Cm
Ab
I don't trust these hoes
Cm
Ab
And I don't trust these nig gas
Cm
Ab
Cm
I don't get caught up though
Ab
Cm
Ab
I pull them triggers
Cm
'Cause I don't trust these hoes
And I don't trust these niggas
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