Тональность: D minor
Verse 1
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Verse 2
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Verse 3
Am
He's trying to run He's
trying to run, to outrun a gun
He's gone full Ye
And he's starting to feel
That shit might pop off
The police man said he'd been a fan
E
Am
As he slapped the cuffs onto my wrist
C
Am
The security did not fuck around
E
When they bounced my
Am
black ass from the club
Verse 4
I will defy and I will destroy
I will denounce
Shave my head to a number one
The airport feeding me a line
As they check all though my carry on
C
Am
The shop clerk doesn't make a sound as
She watches me on CCTV
Verse 5
Am
I came in all black I came
in all black to dead that
I'm cutting you off, child
I'm cutting you off, fact
So, I look my brother in the eye
But he stunts like he don't
recognize
'Cause the big man's given him a prize
E
Am
But, it's just a badge bro
Verse 6
Am
So quit it with the coonery
Dm
C
The japes and the tomfoolery
Am
Shucking and jiving in your video
Dm
C
Like no one was gonna know
Am
You're fucking with a legacy
Dm
That's bigger than him
C
And it's bigger than me
Am
From the playground gates
to your estate
Dm
C
To the money I make
Verse 7
Am
You go home to your home in Calabasas
Dm
With your wife and your kids
C
Safe in you knowledge
Am
on a gated street
Where life is sweet
Dm
C
But no- one looks like you
Verse 8
Am
Why won't they let
our children kick it?
Dm
It's the sign of the father's
Am
If you play your cards right
I could put you on a flight
Dm
C
Homeboy's gonna get it
Verse 9
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo Like
gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Verse 10
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Better get your money up
Verse 11
Am
Better get your money up
Interlude 1
Am
E
Am
Verse 12
I will invent and I will inform
I will buy land
I will put food in the children's mouths
When I look in the mirror
I like what I see
E
Am
I don't come for drama but it finds me
E
Am
Turned half a mil to a 1.5
E
Am
You don't need to hold
your purse so tight
Verse 13
Am
See, I believe in karma
So I pay my bills on time
Are you going to give me trouble?
I've heard about your kind
I keep my shit exclusive,
I keep my circle tight
And if you front,
I will drop you where you stand
Verse 14
Am
So quit it with the coonery
Dm
C
The japes and the tomfoolery
Am
Shucking and jiving in your video
Dm
C
Like no one was gonna know
Am
You're fucking with a legacy
Dm
That's bigger than him
C
And it's bigger than me
Am
From the playground gates
to your estate
Dm
C
To the money I make
Verse 15
Am
You go home to your home in
Calabasas
Dm
With your wife and your kids
C
Safe in you knowledge
Am
on a gated street
Where life is sweet
Dm
C
But no- one looks like you
Verse 16
Am
Why won't they let
our children kick it?
Dm
It's the sign of the father's
Am
If you play your cards right
I could put you on a flight
Dm
C
Homeboy's gonna get it
Verse 17
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Verse 18
Am
Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Interlude 2
Better get your money up
Am
Verse 19
Am
Better get your money up
Better get your money up
Verse 20
Am
Better get yourself together
Verse 21
Better get yourself together
Am
Better get your money up
Better get your money up
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