Тональность: D minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Verse 1
F
gang member in your presence
Am
Had my youngest pull up
when you really least expect it
Ayy, choose a 40 for my weapon
Ayy, same gang what I'm reppin'
Count the money,
I'm just makin' sure it's all there
Growin' up,
I never looked up to them ball players
F#dim
On sight, you don't really
Man, that shawty really leave
a big hole there
Yeah, in the hood, no shirt on
Bad lil' bitch, she'll really get squirt on
Ayy, in the hood with the rollie
I'ma slide, don't even need
Gang member and they know that
Tell the lil' homie, hold that
Clutchin' on the blam, I better blow that
Now we on hold back
Gang shit, put it on that
Ride to the spit, sit on four flat
That's till I'm toe -tagged
You can find me where the dough at
Or you can find me where your hoe at
F
Am
Tell her, bring it all back
After that, we gon' roll back
Hella gang shit, put it on that
We pull up with them poles up
All these members throwin'
foes up
Missed my 10 -minute target,
hit his bitch, nigga, so what?
Ape shit, goin' crazy when that Drake spit
Turn into a patient,
shootin' out these foreign spaceships
Unh, we slidin', no swipin'
Walk a nigga down,
headshots, no snipin'
Ayy, Big 40 is my hype, man
Gotta keep it on me
F
when I'm steepest by the nightstand
Am
Ayy, all that lookin' could be dangerous
You know we gon' stay and shit
when that trigger finger anxious
Ayy, flamed up on some gang shit
Shout it to your noggin,
leave your bitch at rain
Gangnam man, they know that
Boy
Tell the lil' homie, hold that
Clutchin' on the blammer,
better blow that
Now we on hold back
Gang shit, put it on that
Ride to this bitch, sit on four flat
That's till I'm toe -tagged
You can find me where the dough at
Or you can find me where your hoe at
F
Am
Tell her, bring it all back
After that, we gon' roll back
Hella gang shit, put it on that
Free to act as free,
my soul just out the cell
The way I'm livin' is givin',
I go to hell
Never shed a tear, never show it,
and if you scared
Leave his body crumbled,
he still bein' gang -related
No mask, believe it, no traces, cold cases
Seen death, n***a,
I'm validated, if he hatin'
Let him do it, I need more haters
Big steppin' in the field,
ride around with a fat cater
Big bands walk around with a loaf
Wish a n***a take it,
I'm leavin' his body smoke
It's that elite, been rockin',
doin' the most
Never squeal shit's for real,
n****s dyin' with the code
Gang member and they know that
Tell the lil' homie, hold that
Collection on the blammer,
better blow that
Now we on hold back
Gang shit, put it on that
Riding til this bitch sit on four flat
That's til I'm toe -tagged
You can find me where the dough at
Or you can find me where your hoe at
Tell her bring it all back
After that we gon' roll back
Hella gang shit, put it on that
You
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