Тональность: G minor
Intro 1
Dm
C
Dm
Bb
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Verse 1
Gm
Prince of the city,
chicks peepin', got my peeps with me
Pushin' in pricey
Dm
Audemars, that'll leave you misty
Strictly, gun holders knowin' shit is risky
It's fipplies, when police try to
Gm
search and frisk me
Officially, I'm the lowest and you know this
Still the coldest,
from the oldest to the youngest
That's among us,
Dm
the fungus I'm focused on the foul shit it brung us
This matrix is lettin' all
the snakes shit for comers
it's hustlers with football numbers
For summers,
I seen soft niggas turn to gunners
Dm
I wonder, is it a spell people is under?
Light camera action,
drunk driving, crashin'
Gm
E -pill passin', police shields harassin',
I'm axin'
When it's all really gon' stop?
Dm
From silly on the block to willy with a spot
Now everybody's vappin' like
Gm
they chilly when they not
Get dough, get low, get your life right
Stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop till we pop,
get guap, get
George
Get props, get away from the block
Gm
Dm
Get dough, get low, get your life right
Gm
C
Stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop, to the pop,
get guap, get jaws, get prop
Get away from the block,
Gm
nothing can stop us when we all proper
Moving back to back choppers
C
while they all watch us
Dm
At heart we hip hopper, so it's more
Oscars
From start,
suited up with bitches at the opera
Gm
Shorty rocks with pimp posture,
shrimp lobster steak
Strawberries laced on a cake,
Dm
and we don't even bake
But got dough to make,
take trips to the lake
Think we play for the lakes
Gm
Marlberry with the
Jake, spin dribble, fake shake, vacate
Sea
EPs
Jet skis and
Malibu trees
Killer
Cali weed
And a thicc chick mixed with beliefs
Believe
MCs and won't pull up my sleeves
Nothing at all to murder dog
with a magazine
it don't take much for you to read
Nigga please,
Gm
it won't take much for you to bleed
Breathe
Get dope, get low, get your life right
Stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop till we pop, get guap, get yours,
get props, get away from the block
Gm
Get dough, get low, get your life right,
C
stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop till we pop, get guap, get yours,
get props, get away from the block
Bobby
De
Niro,
Bambino hood hero
Outside with the wise guys playin'
CeeLo
Dm
Slingin' by the fire trap,
watchin' for the wire tap
Always knew I couldn't trust dude,
he been a lie back
Gm
When I stayed on the second floor 12 years
old and he would come through
Bummy as fuck, frontin' like he holdin'
Dm
So it don't surprise me he would grow to
be a rat
So when I played a game
I stayed in my lane
But never holdin' back
Gm
Used to keep the .32,
lost it in my shoulder
strap
Always kept it on the crew,
so I never showed
him that
Dm
Learned from the older cats, so I kept my
dough intact
Get between that,
I'd throw bullets like
Gm
a quarterback I'm from the corner
that showed you how
to score from crack
C
Write a rap, send him to the track and how
Dirty is the name and I told him that 100 ,000 from the game,
Gm
I need more than that
Get low, get low, get your life right
Stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop till we pop
Get guap, get jaws, get props
Get away from the block
Gm
Dm
Get low, get low, get your life right
Gm
C
Stay hungry, keep money in your eyesight
Dm
And never stop till we pop
Get guap, get jaws, get props
Get away from the block
You
Gm
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