Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
Fm
Morele, this song's dedicated to my Darkonejo,
aka Kanjo, Mr. Perterous Flow.
Don't trip, fuck these fools.
A little rap jam from my right
-hand man.
Vámonos.
C
Another vato's bout to bite the dust.
Fm
Fuck him with a cartel
Fm
C
I hold it down in my Southside town.
Fm
Heard a buster got beef,
C
he know where to be found
Fm
C
What the fuck? Another drive, I was up
Fm
Killing everybody when the
weapons erupt
C
Fm
Don't give a fuck,
C
everybody catching lead
Fm
AKs, 47 rounds to the head
C
Fm
C
Empty the mag, holla at you fags
Fm
Thought you held it down,
now your body bag
C
Fm
C
Here's the plan, do the job so neat
Fm
Rid my enemies from the
Fm
Time to chill, lay low on the deal
C
Fm
Cause Forensics looking
C
for my ID on the steel
Fm
Ain't gonna hap pen,
C
did a professional hit
Fm
C
No fingerprint or suspect to get
Fm
Cm
All my enemigas get blasted up
Fm
Mastermind job, homie,
Fm
Think you callin' shots,
Fm
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
C
fuck your whole day up
Fm
All my enemigas get blasted up
Mastermind job, homie,
Fm
Think you callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
C
fuck your whole day up
Fm
C
Yeah, you all buffed up with your tattoos
Fm
C
So instead of catchin' one,
dawg, you're catchin' two
Fm
C
Little cock, smokin' dissa on the internet
Fm
I reach through your Macintosh
Fm
Pipin' down your bitch,
Fm
It's nothin' personal,
Fm
Tried to keep the beef wrapped,
C
but you called me out
Fm
Now I got a infrared pointin'
Fm
Where you at, homes?
Fm
I'm about to slap
C
you with a loaded clapper
Fm
C
In a three -piece, clean and dapper
Fm
Nobody at your funeral
C
cause it didn't matter
Fm
C
Tryna be a G, man you got no school
Fm
Acting all gumbalo, yes I got you the tool
C
Fm
En emy goes crack when the
Fm
Haha, to fuck your whole day up
C
Fm
Homeboy, all my enemy guys
homie that's what's up
C
Think you calling shots, homie back on up
Fm
Go left, wake up home,
C
fuck your whole day up
Fm
C
All my enemy guys get blasted up
homie that's what's up
Think we callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Gon' have to work us hard,
C
fuck your whole day up
Fm
Plottin' on your death,
C
it's a serious issue
Fm
What you think I'd only
C
want someone to miss you
Fm
Pointin' at you with two
Fm
You ain't worth a sixteen,
C
gonna point the beam
Fm
C
Between your eyes, Saturday surprise
Fm
C
Bring some tears to your half -eyes eyes
Fm
You get a new tux, perfect size
C
Fm
Got you a new box,
Fm
Tryin' to clown with your bullshit rhymes
C
Fm
Used to do the bang shit,
C
then I did the slang shit
C
now it's back to the gang shit
Fm
C
Roll deep with the S's that I hang with
Fm
C
With my conjo up a twenty -fifth
Fm
Little homies do the hideous shit
C
Fm
You on the wrong side of town,
C
man, you catchin' a clip
Fm
All my enemy guys get
Fm
Mastermind job, want me fast,
Fm
Think you callin' shots,
Fm
Go left, go in, go home,
C
fuck your whole day up
Fm
C
All my enemikas get blasted up
Fm
C
Mastermind job, only that's what's up
Fm
Think you're calling shots?
Hold me back, hold up
Kulejo and Kupo 'o,
C
fuck your whole day up
C
Fm
Kulejo and Kupo 'o, imperial
C
Oleg Kulejo don't trip, dawg
Fm
I'ma hold these bastards down
C
while you're out of town
Outro 1
Fm
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
Fm
C
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