Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
Ebm
This shit give me a headache,
Bb
son. I don't think I can do this anymore. I've had enough of that crap, man.
Ebm
Yo, you gotta chill out, man.
Relax.
I ain't even used to the water, man.
That's why.
Get out the way, man.
It's that sick shit coming
Abm
straight through.
Ebm
Yo, you got woman skin.
You moisturize your skin and soft.
Yo man you just too soft
All that hard shit you rap about,
you was numb
Bb
you ain't what you rap about
Ebm
I was running low,
we up, need to grab a stash
Shit, I gotta make this money
I was at the petrol station waiting,
had to cash
B
Bb
Where is this fool man, where is he?
Ebm
He never showed up,
he thinking that I'm gonna dash
Motherfucker
It's either that,
Bb
Ebm
or he was only talking trash
Shit, I'm all of the above
when it comes to rap
Didn't even wanna be a rapper,
that's a fact
I stay sick with it, plus I got
a charm that's witty
B
Bb
I wanna fuck the streets worse
than I seen them grizzies
Ebm
B
Bb
Yeah that's right man, hold on
Ebm
I got a fly bitch and my
side chick is pretty
Yo, she's too fucking fine man
She know her fucking place and where she
stands better living
Bb
That's better living everyone
Ebm
Yeah, get that money
By any means necessary
B
Abm
Bb
That's how we do it man,
Ebm
get your roll on
Get those rubber bands,
the trade won't greener this wet shit
B
Abm
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