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