Тональность: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son
they don't want beef
I cock that, aim that shit out
the window and spray
There ain't a shell left
in my heat
Y'all niggas better lay down,
yeah, I mean stay down
You get hit with a K round,
your ass ain't gon' make it
You niggas'll get laid out,
your blood and your brains out
Have you on the concrete
shivering and shaking
I'm from Southside motherfucker,
where them gats explode
If you feel like you're on fire,
Fm
boy drop and roll
Ebm
Niggas'll eat your ass up,
Eb
Ab
'cause they heart turned cold
Cm
Now you can be a victim
or you can lock and load
Fm
Cm
The party jumpin', shorty bouncin' that ass,
I wanna fuck
Gimme a second I'ma holla,
Eb
I got my razor in my hand, got
Ab
my pistol in the trunk
Cm
Carve your ass up nice
you play me like a punk
Verse 2
Cm
In my hood niggas got love for me
But I don't go nowhere without my strap
Fm
Cm
In my hood a little 'dro,
a little Hennessy
And niggas just don't know how to act
In my hood niggas is grimey
I stay on point, I roll with my gat
In my hood niggas might buck at me
Ebm
So I keep something around to buck back
Ab
Cm
In my hood
Verse 3
Cm
I don't trust a muh'fuckin soul When
the D's come they fold,
on my first case they told
Where I'm from it ain't safe to have
more than a eighth
Niggas'll come to your place,
Fm
put a gun in your face
Cm
Tell you open the safe,
Fm
as your heart start to race
Cm
'Cause a robbery could turn
Fm
into a homo' case
Eb
Ebm
Co- operate, or Doc'll have to operate
Ab
Cm
Niggas'll pop you,
run a light then pop at Jake
Trust me son,
niggas'll go hard for that cake
These thirsty niggas are lurking,
you'll have to catch 'em and merk 'em
Ab
I'm observing in my hood,
Cm
'cause niggas be dumbing
Shots go off at the dice game,
Fm
all you see is them run ning
Ebm
Eb
They make it harder and harder
Ebm
Ab
to pump on the block
how the fuck I'm 'sposed to eat when it's hot?
Verse 4
In my hood niggas got love for me
But I don't go nowhere without my strap
Fm
Cm
Fm
In my hood a little 'dro, a little Hen nessy
Cm
And niggas just don't know how to act
In my hood niggas is grimey
I stay on point, I roll with my gat
Fm
In my hood niggas might buck at me
Ebm
So I keep something around to buck back
Verse 5
Cm
The house party off the hook until
them shots go off
Well that's what you get for stuntin' on my block,
showoff
You shit out of luck if niggas catch
Cm
Crack money slow so you know
Fm
niggas is trippin'
Cm
Shorty down there on that Queens
Fm
tracks takin a whippin'
Cm
Sheeit, bitch get out of pocket,
Ab
Fm
she need some dis cipline
Ebm
Peep the fiend shootin' diesel
Fm
in his arm in the alley
Cm
Look at the chrome spinner
Fm
spinnin' on that black Denali
Cm
The grimey niggas where I'm from
Fm
Cm
don't wanna see you chipped up
You shine, nigga gon' jux you,
or plot to shoot your whip up
It ain't good to do good
Fm
Cm
in my hood
You know not to do good now
Verse 6
Cm
In my hood niggas got love for me
But I don't go nowhere without my strap
Fm
Cm
In my hood a little 'dro,
a little Hennessy
And niggas just don't know how to act
In my hood niggas is grimey
I stay on point, I roll with my gat
In my hood niggas might buck at me
Ebm
So I keep something around to buck back
Outro 1
Cm
Fm
Cm
Ebm
Ab
Cm
Fm
Cm
Ebm
Ab
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
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