Тональность: F minor
Verse 1
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Now dig
Cm
Fm
You got, rich niggas right
Cm
They do what they wan na do
Fm
Gm
Ha, and you got
Cm
Fm
Broke niggas, you heard?
Cm
Fm
They do what they gotta do
Cm
Now ask yourself,
Fm
Cm
Fm
which one are you?
Fm
Soakin' in Remy, sittin' back
Verse 2
Cm
smokin' a twenty
Fm
Cm
C
Cm
Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me
Cm
Fm
got a style I maxed
I'm like po', back in eighty- fo',
Gm
Cm
now smile at that
Fm
Unseen when I'm low,
Cm
but still right in your face
Cm
but that semi- auto's right in my waist
Fm
From Jags to Jeeps,
Cm
Fm
hoopties with the raggedy seats
Just imagine how I'm movin'
Gm
if we had any beef
Fm
Beats relax me, good
Cm
cheeba keeps me nasty
Fm
Cm
Lower the smoke when I see the D's
C
Cm
creepin' past me
Fm
Cm
Duckin' the narcs, born bustin'
Love pussy with pretty lips,
Gm
when you fuck it, it fart
Cm
Fm
Friend or foe,
Cm
freak for the rims that glow
Fm
Cm
Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below
Fm
Love the streets,
Cm
Fm
the science of the drugs that's deep
I'm just another nigga next up,
Gm
Cm
tryna eat
Verse 3
Cm
Fm
some problems
Fm
Cm
Fm
And no one could seem to solve
Gm
Cm
them (not a soul, baby)
Fm
Cm
Fm
But you found the answer
Cm
(it's all for y'all now)
Fm
Cm
Fm
And told me to take this chance
Verse 4
Gm
Fm
But it seems, y'all would rather
Cm
See me hit than see my rich
Fm
C
Get bagged over some bullshit
and see me snitch
Fm
Cm
Hopin' some AIDS ho
Fm
bitch'll leave me sick like
I'm a sucker for love
with some easy dick
I did dirt through my days
Fm
Even then still I made sure
C
Cm
no kids got hurt
Cm
Fm
been knowin' since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned
Fm
My game's jumpin',
Cm
Fm
we all had our days of barkin'
Cm
You could tell niggas styles by
they ways of parkin'
Fm
Why dis pute it? Dough got
Cm
Fm
us so polluted
Paranoid to the point it's like
Gm
Cm
we over- do it
Cm
Fm
peep how the beasts arrest ya
Rough up, handcuff,
Cm
then treat you lesser
Fm
Toast on me, smoke spray
Cm
Fm
our potpourri
Y'all can bet I'ma rep
Cm
how it's supposed to be
Verse 5
Fm
Cm
Fm
I had some problems
Cm
(you know)
Fm
Cm
Fm
And no one could seem to solve
Gm
Cm
them (not a soul, baby)
Fm
Cm
Fm
But you found the answer
Cm
(it's all for y'all now)
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
And told me to take this chance (I got it locked,
Verse 6
Infinite game,
Cm
get chills on the strength of my chain
Cm
C
certain niggas mention my name
Cm
Fm
Some relate,
Cm
others stay numb in the face
Fm
Tryna keep steps ahead like we
Gm
Cm
runnin' a race
Fm
Nikes and Timbs,
Cm
lady friends, like 'em slim
C
that shit that blend right wit they skin
Fm
So what's the issue? All dick
Cm
sucks is still official
Fm
Cold- steel nickels,
Gm
and Phil I'm still with you
Cm
Fm
on the Turnpike mergin'
Cm
C
Late night, right brake light
s black Excursion
Cm
Fm
hustle or rap I'ma keep ropin'
Gm
Too many niggas got deep
Fm
The stress got 'em,
Cm
Fm
who else wanna express they problems?
Cm
Get upset, but real vets respect the bottom
Fm
Cm
Fm
To a false, feel a fake love or hate
Gm
Fm
Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
Verse 7
Cm
Fm
Cm
I had some problems (you know)
Fm
Cm
Fm
And no one could seem to solve
Cm
them (not a soul, baby)
Fm
Cm
Fm
But you found the answer
C
(it's all for y'all now)
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
And told me to take this chance
(what y'all want from me?)
Cm
Fm
Yeah,
Verse 8
y'all haters better get a hustle,
C
Cm
Fm
man, stop fuckin' with me
Cm
Fm
Gm
I'm tryna live, man, nah mean?
Cm
Fm
I've been at the bottom,
Cm
Fm
I was risin', fell back down
C
I'm tryna climb up, man
Cm
Fm
Get off my back, baby
Cm
Fm
It's all a game, man, don't hate me,
Gm
Cm
Fm
hate the game
Cm
Fm
AZ the Visualizareturn, once again
C
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Gm
Cm
Love life, hate, what
Fm
Cm
Fm
the fuck
Outro 1
C
Fm
C
Fm
Fm
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