Тональность: F major•
Verse 1
F
Jump out the rover n***a
Am
Hoodie on back to carrying
them things
F
Summers over n***a I clap my shit,
G
Gm
just copped a
GT
Am
Album bout to drop, bout to rap my shit
F
They gon' see me way upstate
Sheek
Am
F
GU not on the plate
Gm
The crack is beige, the wine is aged
C
Am
The yak is strong, the barrel's long
F
Am
Cheek show these lil niggas ass like thong
C
Am
F
I ain't spit that shit to get this whip
Yo
Gm
Vance I made that with just this trip
C
Am
Next trip I'm saving my dough
F
I already know the hip -hop
police sit and study my flow
Gm
Am
So I throw em off, play the golf course,
Gm
Yellow 4 with the polo plaid pants
G
Am
And every since
New
Orleans
I been coming through
F
Queens
Dm
Copping weed and crazy blunts
Curtis
Raxxon ain't seen you once
F
Diamond up, back with bad boy,
Gm
Am
reminiscing
Me and
Big, both
Bacardi, lime and duff
F
They say I'm too sick for the new school,
Am
I can't attend classes
F
So I just build with the masters
Red monkey jeans,
Am
Me just sittin' there,
cause some crashes
Am
They don't understand what I'm doin'
there with some sunflower seeds
F
Gm
Ten tennin, army coat, no linen
C
Am
Durag, but not for my
head to be spinnin'
F
They sayin' what the streets
been missin'
Am
but that was just for the streets to listen
Gm
I'm comin' back like the grave
G
Am
Ya bitch niggas y 'all ain't safe,
let's go
F
You see the pictures I paint, son
Am
G
If I ain't the king of
Am
New
York, then it ain't one
F
Just tell me who fuckin' won it
G
And you can put somethin' on it
F
Supercharged with nothin' on it
Mad hot, to have is to have not
C
Am
My crack spot is
Pro
G
Much cheaper than the
Gm
Carter, it's affordable
G
Am
I ain't never gotta infiltrate,
cause it's portable
F
The
Trey 5 -7 is chrome
C
If any big niggas is with me,
Am
they just came home
G
Gm
I'ma pop that 9
Am
Cent now, cause he dropped that dime
F
And he got me kinda jammed up right now
C
G
I can't lie, but I don't know
Am
F
Toe, his black ass, he can't die
G
Gm
The other day I made 40 in a hour
C
Fuck in the studio, I'm
Am
Barry
Gordy with the powder
F
Dm
Am
C
Uh, no retreat, no sur render I'm at the juice bar,
F
Armageddon's in the blender
G
Gm
Nah, yeah, gettin' ready for the winter
C
G
Sweatsuit weather,
Am
some reason I shoot better
F
Carry the big gats and leave
G
the scene real fuckin' nasty
Am
Like chocolate milk after a
Big
G
Gm
CEO shit right now
G
Till this underhanded
Am
politics shit pipe down
Shoutouts to the medium
and maxes
C
F
November 8th, sheek looch after taxes
G
One
C
Am
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