Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
Dm
D
Dm
Gm
I woke up this morning,
Gm
Rich as a motherfucker an
Dm
d ain't much changed
Dm
no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
D
Different day, different ass,
different tits
Gm
Strap under my pillow,
Dm
I don't want the jit
Gm
Dm
I'm not supposed to do this shit,
but I forget
Gm
Dm
The true principles of life
are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope
it's hard to understand
Gm
Dm
My man got knowledge of self,
at my back God
Ab
Gm
Find out today's mathematics
Dm
when that Mac go off
Gm
My temper volatile,
Dm
grew up a violent child
G
Dm
Gm
Fuck a boy scout, I air your ass out
G
Nigga, nice chain, dice game,
Shoot a couple head cracks,
Gm
leave while you up
Dm
I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage
Gm
Gold medal around my neck
like I won the Olympics
Dm
We came from nothing, now they
Verse 2
D
Dm
saying we straight
G
Dm
Em
Dm
Nigga, hold up, hold on
Hold on
These niggas,
Eb
they watching every dime we make
D
Dm
Gm
Hold up, hold on
Gm
We want that deluxe apartment in the
Verse 3
Dm
Gm
sky with a clear view
Instead we get the D's
Dm
We learn to play the game
how it's supposed to be played
Gm
Dm
And so you know, you violate,
you supposed to be sprayed
Gm
Dm
It's not a big deal to me,
stay calm
Gm
I'll shoot the shit out of a nig
Dm
ga, then call it Barrel Bonds
Ab
Eb
Gm
But, if I don't do this shit myself,
bet I'll get it done
Dm
Ab
Shit on my nigga,
Dm
you shit on me, we of one
Gm
Used to do graffiti,
Dm
now look we major
Ab
Don't make me write my name
Dm
across your face with a razor
Gm
Re- Up, no joke, they
Dm
say theyis sample the bomb
Gm
This shit can take a two and we cut
Dm
this bitch with a one
Gm
Dm
Watch the fiends stand
D
Dm
in line for the potency
Gm
Dm
No lactose involved, pure coco leaf
Gm
Dm
You can sniff that or cook
that to my belief
That money coming in like we
run the streets
Gm
Dm
We came from nothing, now
Verse 4
they saying we straight
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Nigga, hold up, hold on
These niggas,
Dm
Gm
they watching every dime we make
Dm
Eb
Gm
Hold up, hold on
Dm
D
Hold on
Verse 5
Gm
Dm
Gm
This shit go how I said,
Dm
go when it's time to expand
Eb
Gm
So say it's over your dead body
Dm
and that's the plan
Gm
Dm
You a gangster for real,
you ready to ride?
Em
Gm
Nigga, you gonna die a bad
case of too much pride
Check my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial,
Dm
that quick I'll get ya lined
Gm
We don't want your block,
Dm
just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call
allies can't be trust
Gm
That Rollie all gold,
Dm
Gm
I got the Midas touch
Gm
Dm
as hell not to touch stuff
G
Dm
On the phone I heard 'Ye
smacked the shit outta a kid
G
Gm
Now Jimmy got life,
go smack him again
When it's war, it will be war to the bitter end
G
If they ever say we lose,
I start it again
Let's sneak the niggas spray
Dm
that Semi at your momma crib
Gm
G
With a silencer we couldn't
Dm
even hear that shit
Verse 6
Dm
We came from nothing, now
they saying we straight
Gm
Dm
Nigga, hold up, hold on
Dm
These niggas, they watching
Dm
Dm
Hold up, hold on
Gm
Hold
Dm
Dm
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