Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
G#m
F#
G#m
Guess who's back,
G#m
It's what the streets created
C#m
D#dim
G#m
homie
F#
Along with the homie Bozo
G#m
B
A
G#m
It's stomping from that soldier ring
E
C#m
What's up after, what's up after?
D#m
G#m
Sorry I'm scared
Let's clip up on these
motherfucking bitch made leather
B
A
G#m
Show them what this high power
clique is all about
F#
G#m
C#m
I'm a fuckin' bitch
B
G#m
Straight from the Blossom School
of Hard Knocks
I graduated with diners
So many stresses on my mind
B
So I'm chokin' on marijuana
A
G#m
So I'm roamin' the streets
G#m
Walkin' nice, stalkin' I'm a criminal, dawg,
C#m
D#m
I'm diggin' in pockets
G#m
Revvin' the S in the L, the 1 to the 3
I'm comin' to bang,
I'm comin' with heat
Feel the discretion,
enemies missin'
B
G#m
Catchin' the heat, get out the kitchen
I thought you knew
E
what's what the streets
created
Murderin' the first degree,
C#m
homie, that's premeditated
D#m
G#m
And I be packin' a 9, double A,
chrome nickel plated
Doctors tell you you're barely
sorry
B
Sometimes, they just don't make it
G#m
If you got what I want, I'll take it
E
Revvin' my neighborhood silver like it
Catch me in a double act
C#m
I'm smoked out,
G#m
pancakin' and I'm a threat
A brown skid, menace to society
Not Spice One,
B
but I'm rollin' with the strat
G#m
Right beside me and I'm doin'
about 90
E
With these hoodos right behind me
Mr. Criminal under the rivers
C#m
Revvin' the south,
D#m
that's how I'm ridin'
G#m
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
F#
G#m
Slushed stars fly,
B
they tryin' to take mine
G#m
Still here find in' these
E
nines and four fives
On the front line while I'm
C#m
livin' my lifetime
G#m
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
B
Slug stars flyin', they tryin' to take mine
G#m
Still here findin' these
E
nines and four -fives
G#m
On the front line where
C#m
I'm livin' my lifetime
D#m
G#m
H .R. Sanchez the great,
bust with no debate
Why I hate,
B
A
conversate with a G about a crate
G#m
Celebrate parole dates
E
with blunts and first dates
High stakes,
C#m
D#m
shoot craps on blocks with yellow tape
G#m
Never wait for trouble,
front line on the double
Never humble, can't stumble,
G#m
Cockrey jungle,
E
chronic weed by the bundle
Ask that blood,
C#m
mind, and heart when I rumble
D#m
G#m
This is my struggle, I lie and try,
here I wanna die
Mama tried but I don't do
B
a match with the sky
G#m
E
Low ride with a pistol by my side
Little mama walking by
C#m
with the hood on her thigh
D#m
G#m
Still cry through sunshine
and laugh through dark times
Machiavelli in the back
B
saying la -da -da -da
A
G#m
It's real violence that I'm living,
E
I'm still the unforgiving
Five -spit motherfucker,
C#m
D#m
that's all that I'm get ting
G#m
They either dy ing or crying,
I ain't lying
Sun starts flying,
B
they're trying to take mine
A
G#m
E
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
G#m
Pay ain't a dime, no crying, I ain't lying
Slug stars flying,
B
they're trying to take mine
G#m
E
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
D#m
G#m
Straight criminal minded soldiers
F#
living our lives on the crazy side
G#m
B
Homicide, they love to get me,
G#m
I ain't living right
And late at night,
E
me and crime taking up the life
G#m
C#m
I plottin' schemes
so motherfuckers won't recognize
G#m
My style's grim,
my heart says cold,
that's just chrome steel
B
The caps I feel, give me the stripes,
Soulja Inc's real
G#m
And that's the deal, Bozo,
E
tell these Levites how you feel
G#m
C#m
It's 50 cows and M1's
D#m
up on the battlefield
G#m
This ain't no love,
just hot slugs when the gats bust
B
And motherfuckers with no heart,
they don't want none
G#m
It's big style,
E
say I'm crazy like a straight nut
C#m
I thought I told you motherfuckers,
D#m
I don't give a fuck
G#m
It's new picks, 7 -6 to the fuckin' deck
B
Just disrespect, get checked,
we got them all around clips
G#m
I got the blood of a
E
Soulja in my fuckin' vein
C#m
I watch a homie die slow
so he can feel the
G#m
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
B
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
G#m
E
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
C#m
while I'm livin' my lifetime
G#m
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
B
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
G#m
E
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
C#m
B
G#m
while I'm livin' my lifetime
F#
G#m
B
G#m
E
C#m
you
G#m
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