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Verse 1
Am
F
G
Yeah!
Am
Em
G
Em
C
Come on, come on, I'm back in town!
G
Am
I keep it gangsta till I die
F
Em
I'm a gangsta till I die
G
I ain't no spade, I'll step it aside
Am
I'm hustla, get it right
F
Em
I'm a hustla, baby, I
G
Em
I gotta do to keep my paper stackin' high
Am
G
Am
I came from the gutter,
filled up with misery
Praying to the Lord,
F
Em
please make it all history
G
Me against the world,
but I live here with a passion
Em
G
Against all odds,
I'm a leader, I be smashing
Am
I gotta provide and maintain its insanity
Told the judge,
I think the government is mad at me
Em
G
Stay on the grind,
Am
even though we face tragedy
Em
G
All the poverty and struggling,
Am
G
shit is sad to see
Am
Don't got time for the
drama and discrepancies
F
All the fucking haters
Am
and my enemies can rest in peace
Em
G
Am
Got the heart of a soldier on the mainline
Em
G
Got the ambition of a rider,
it's game time
Am
Only 5 '9", but a giant in the industry
F
Hittin' with my thug poetry,
Am
are you feelin' me?
never go out like a punk bitch
Em
G
Psycho family on mine,
stay filthy rich, West Coast
Am
I gangsta till I die
F
Em
I'm a gangsta till I die
G
don't hate what's big, I step aside
Am
I'm a hustler, it right
G
Em
what you gotta do to keep my
G
Em
pa per stickin' high?
Am
G
I'm I'm stackin' up
Am
A hustler nonstop,
baby gotta get mine
F
Stackin' up this currency
G
on this self -made grind
Em
G
In ternational player,
Em
come and check the passport
Riverside up in the Super Sport
Am
Got the 24, spinning, bumpin' and we
F
G'd up Air Force Knights
Em
out the box with the heater
West Coast
G
Aligns worldwide, do it cleaner
Em
Pushing all these units,
Am
G
take the state up out the Beamer
Am
Label me a psycho,
bet I bring the west back
F
Motherfuckers dada me,
Am
Em
but now they know the mollomack
Am
G
Got the VIP on lock at any venue
Em
Affiliated with hooligans,
Am
G
check the menu
Am
Never giving up in this
game since my debut
F
Haters fucking closing doors,
Am
I take a different av enue
G
I'm a street hustler,
gotta keep making dough
Em
G
Went from a Honda to a black Lambo
Here we go
Am
I'm gangsta till I die
F
Em
I'm a gangsta till I die
G
I ain't no spare, I step it aside
Am
G
Am
I'm back in town, I'm look at it right
I'm a hustler, baby
G
Em
What I'm gonna do to keep
G
Em
my pa per stackin' high
Am
I'm in and out of lanes,
blowin' on the Mary Jane
F
Goin' through recessions,
G
Am
human race filled with pain
Em
G
But we some Kelly motherfuckers,
so we down to rock
Em
G
Keep my head up for my
people till the day we die
thinkin' that they gonna hold us back
F
This is Brown pride,
Am
Em
ain't nobody ever stoppin' that
G
When you finally hit rock bottom,
Em
You got ta keep it movin', baby,
Am
G
gotta keep your face strong
Am
Never give up, pistol grip, never slip up
F
Am
Even when you do, hold your own,
gotta man up
Em
G
Hustle every day, little homie,
Am
even though you know crime pays
Bloods and cribs, Peckawoods,
F
home of the S .A .s Trust Snowman,
crooked cops packin'
Am
Em
A .K .s Golden State,
G
Em
bomb bitches in Dozier
G
Watch your back, it's West Coast,
California
Am
G
Get your... gangsta till I die
Am
F
Em
G
Em
G
I'm a gangsta till I die
Am
I'm a hustler, get it right
F
Em
I'm a hustler, baby, yeah
G
I keep my paper stackin' high
Dm
G
Am
Dm
Am
I'm back in town
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