Тональность: F minor
Intro 1
Em
C
Verse 1
Am
D
Ladies and gentlemen
Em
C
This is Macadelic
D
Motherfucker
Verse 2
D
Em
Ugh I got codeine in my cup,
C
you can bet your ass I'm sippin'
Em
Groupies fall in love,
D
I'm like bitch you must be trippin'
Em
C
I'm just tryna fuck
and she just need tuition
Am
Why you tryna stunt,
D
you need to play your own position
Em
C
Never gave a fuck and nothing
'bout me changed
Em
Still roll up them blunts,
D
got diamonds in my chain
Em
C
Yeah you heard me I got
diamonds in my chain
Am
But it don't make a difference
D
if you cryin' in the rain
C
Em
C
Two hundred shows, I'm a kill more
D
I just sold out that Fillmore
Am
Got a million,
D
make a mil more
Play a number one spot on the billboard
Em
C
Yeah people lie, numbers won't
Keep me high, drugs is close
D
Am
D
Roll one up, pour a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
Em
I like my music
Verse 3
C
real
loud (real loud)
Am
Em
Can you turn that shit up for me
D
right now (right now)
Em
C
Here it come, there it go,
ask your homies, ask your hoes
Am
D
If you didn't, now you know,
never keep your pockets low
Em
C
I like my music real
loud (real loud)
Am
Em
Can you turn that shit up for me
D
right now (right now)
Em
C
Here she comes, there she go,
never chasing after hoes
Am
D
If you didn't, now you know,
Em
never keep your pockets low
C
I'ma get that Grammy soon,
Verse 4
fuck your magazine
Am
Em
D
Jordan gonna hand me shoes,
still fuck your magazine
Em
C
Hammer team, in that pack with me
Hear that Jerm beat banging,
with a glass of lean
Am
When I went to every high school
D
class would be
Tryna fuck the female faculty
C
Em
I'm a crazy little fucker,
C
think my head done ran away
Am
Em
I experiment with drugs
D
but I won't ever fuck with yay
Em
C
I just made a million dollars still
I think I'm underpaid
Am
Fuck with me? Kid no way
D
When you meet me, bitches
stand up straight
C
Em
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
C
D
Tryna talk shit what you think about that?
Am
For the pesos, getting bank rolls,
D
I'm a lay low chill, til I let that stack
Em
Yeah people lie, numbers
Verse 5
C
won't
D
Keep me high, drugs is close
Am
D
Roll one up, pour a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
Em
C
I like my music
Verse 6
real loud (real loud)
Am
Em
D
Can you turn that shit up for me
right now (right now)
Em
C
Here it come, there it go,
ask your homies, ask your hoes
Am
D
If you didn't, now you know,
never keep your pockets low
Em
C
I like my music real
loud (real loud)
Am
Em
Can you turn that shit up for me
D
right now (right now)
Em
C
Here she comes, there she go,
never chasing after hoes
D
Am
D
If you didn't, now you know,
Bm
never keep your pockets low
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