Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
G
Yeah,
Em
heard there's money on my head,
Bm
well we can go to war
Bought brand new choppers
Em
just to go flip me another car
Bm
Got shit to zip way down the brow
or back up to the raw
I know this perc is kickin' in,
Em
I feel it in my jaw
Bm
I'm a 42nd chopper slingin' fat, n***a
We really kill, so keep your dents,
Em
I ain't finna rap with you
And fuck a deal,
Bm
I can make a hundred off a rap, n***a
Gon' stalk his driver,
G
Em
crack his top just like
I can really tell you by the headshot
He been tryin' to chill
Em
since he found out I lit hot
We was still tryin' to get his mans
Bm
while he bled out
Long as we in some fashion,
we gon' spend while the feds out
Em
Bm
For a kill, you bought bread out,
for a kill, I bring lead out
C
On them drills, I'ma stand out,
Em
really stick to you, land out
Bm
I'm takin' you and your mans out,
plenty shots, I can hand out
G
This is mine, ain't no trend,
Em
you gon' die bein' fanned out
Bm
He ain't in wheels, you just reppin',
you in the highs while we steppin'
Come catch these shots
with my weapon,
Bm
Fuck a joint, we been pressin',
back -to -back, different sexes
Boy, you know you shot your ass,
Em
you ain't got ta keep guessin'
Bm
You can start to assume it,
we the ones do the shootin'
C
All that tweakin' and bootin',
got that fuck n***a muted
Em
Until you die, we in tour,
Bm
I'm really slime, fuck music
And I don't lie in my music,
G
this real life, not a movie
Em
Bm
I know them crackers won't do me,
we static, flearin' in the Louis
F#m
Gotta keep stickin' and movin'
G
Em
cause I clutch sticks
when I'm movin'
Bm
And my re view just cruisin',
I can't slip up, that's foolish
G
Can't go wild like them goofers,
Em
won't let no n***a come do me
Bm
See the killer be killed,
I slay that chopper with skills
We do this shit for the thrill,
G
how bad your ass wanna live?
Em
Bm
You ain't gon' last, you a kill,
we some sharks, you a mill
We fiend for blood, make it spill,
G
get your ass left in the field
Em
Bm
Another bitch off the roster,
my opps don't make it to dollars
Em
I pull up swangin' that chopper
and leave you bleedin' on your posse
Bm
Deflate my scene with the chopper,
still kickin' shit like a mobster
Em
Still kickin' shit like a mobster,
I ain't no young nigga hobbler
Bm
Heard there's money on my head,
but we can go to war
B
Bought brand new choppers
Bm
Em
just to go flip me another car
Bm
Got shit to zip way down the brow
or back up to the raw
B
Bm
I know there's perky kickin' in,
Em
Bm
I'm a 42nd chopper slangin' fat nigga
G
We really kill, so keep yo' dicks,
Em
I ain't finna rap with you
And fuck a deal,
Bm
I can make a hundred off a rap, nigga
Go stalk his driver,
G
Em
crack his top just like the last, nigga
G
Bm
Uh, dumb nig ga,
G
real mafia nigga, nigga
Em
Real outstanding members, nigga
Bm
Ain't no nigga fuck on us, you know
Em
Ain't no nigga hotter than us
Bm
G
Shit, that ass dumb
Bm
G
Em
Bm
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