Тональность: D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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This is quiet money fo life,
Abm
This is quiet money fo life, TBS huh
Eb
Get it right, huh
Verse 2
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Abm
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This another one street stressing
Abm
Eb
Keep pressing, he's guessing
Please I'm in the cut wit a
bottle she's blessing
Abm
Where I been that's the key question?
Verse 3
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Niggas yelling keep repping
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Ab
I must to left some kind of deep impression,
Abm
peep the essence
I speak in lesson if you
seeking reference
Ab
Eb
Never leave ya weapon
Verse 4
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See me if you need connections
Built aggression only brief accession
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Eb
I mean my niggas filled wit flexions
Ab
So believe he's resting,
Abm
leave the message
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Eb
Fuck wit me niggas would
Verse 5
be you breathless,
leave you naked
I keep it gully like the Visa
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Question we perfect this
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Ab
That's probation got us extra hating
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No explanation for the murders just
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rap- a- lations recreations
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Abm
This rap shit got us
Verse 6
celebrating
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Like we saving, we in hell with satan
Jails are waiting smell probation,
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serve time got us telemaking
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Le gendary now niggas can't
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tell me nating
(Nothing)
Verse 7
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Yo, at fourteen my hot ass
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was chasing bitches
At fifteen my brother told
me get them digits
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Ab
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Told me every penny count nigga
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Abm
Ab
Eb
hit them trinches
Don't floss to hard don't
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burn no riches
Verse 8
Abm
Eb
Don't trust no bitch if ya doe is heavy
And don't smoke with her if
the blunt rolled already
Abm
Ab
Eb
No ass betting if you show
it you betta blast it
Verse 9
Math class on the corner yeah I past it
Ab
Eb
Ab
Eb
Die right now take twenty
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Eb
from you bastards
Fuck it throw a fifth of Henny
in my casket
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Ab
Never got my ass kicked,
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never had a pitbull
I just went to high school
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Abm
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with the clip full
Verse 10
Ab
Abm
Ab
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act get a clip full
Mama raised me but the streets made me
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Eb
Abm
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Rum got me hazy chasing this cream
Fuck a dollar in a dream hundred
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Eb
grams and a thro team
Abm
Eb
An d I'm gone make the
Verse 11
Eb
So's reing me up got the hood
on clockwork
Abm
Eb
Bedstuy nigga you know it's on
Gotta flow so strong,
Abm
you could put it in a bomb
Verse 12
Abm
Ab
Eb
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
Abm
Eb
memories get lost when you die
Ab
The legacy is eye for an eye
Abm
Eb
Abm
But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 13
Abm
Eb
Abm
Ab
Abm
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
Cash inside coffins,
Abm
memories get lost when you die
Eb
The legacy is eye for an eye
Abm
But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 14
Abm
Eb
Jump out the drop top
Abm
Catch you why you copping
at that weed spot
Eb
Speak not you know them
bitches be your weak spot
Abm
I'm in the trinches that's where
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Eb
y'all niggas scared to come at
Verse 15
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Where all the guns at
Abm
Where my shorties flip them ones at
Eb
That's where my son's at
You speak of war but you don't want that
Verse 16
Eb
I blew the timbs out and blow
the GS wit the rims out
Abm
Eb
I air your bens out baby
moms and her friend's out
I knock a lens out,
I bring the boys and the mens out
Abm
Eb
I leave you lace up,
Abm
Ab
Eb
you paralyzed from the waste up
Verse 17
I'll fuck your face up,
when I finish tossing cakes up
I'm eating the kris up,
I iced the finger, neck and wrist up
If it's a mix up,
Abm
look at all the ones that I fix up
I mean, I fucked up,
Eb
fuck around you getting stuck up
Verse 18
Press ya luck up,
back this motherfucking truck up
Abm
I'm 'bout to black out,
Eb
it's up to me to close this track out
I pull the mack out,
Abm
I blow your chest and your back out
Eb
Abm
And knock the glock out, air
Eb
this whole fucking block out
Verse 19
Eb
I knock a cop out,
fuck a high school drop out
Abm
Attempt murders,
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Eb
two to sixty on a cop out
I'm fucking with my nigga's
Abm
up north on a lockout
you run your mouth we smack the taste out
We blow your face out,
Verse 20
pay the judge to throw the case out
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Eb
Check the game and the
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cats that play in it
Ab
Eb
Quiet money youngest lieutenant
Abm
Ab
Yeah world it's been a minute, I'm in it
Eb
Abm
To my heart stop or blood
Ab
touch the concrete
Eb
Verse 21
Beyond deep,
these streets got me gripping my heat
Losing sleep,
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breaking day sling crack to fiends
Eb
W.D. forty to sixty having
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backwards dreams
Eb
The cash the cream from the
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cradle to the casket green
Verse 22
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Got the game tied up we the nasties team
Abm
Ab
We flash we steam if it's on
Abm
then we mash your beam
Yellow tape the sidewalk
and leave a nasty scene
Abm
Eb
Your back is spling ya brain,
Abm
face and chest get sprayed
Verse 23
The desert the miss the spot
Eb
when it bust your way
We touch we lay in the streets
Abm
it's a must we play
We cook, we chop bust pots
down and clust the way
Abm
From light to day it's only right
Abm
that we cock and spray
Verse 24
We speeding on could spot a
snake from a block away
Eb
Abm
I told you a what the game need is
a change of speed
Visualize the realism
I'm a dangerous speed
Verse 25
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
Eb
memories get lost when you die
The legacy is eye for an eye
Abm
But overall I will survive nigga
Verse 26
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion,
guns blasting
Cash inside coffins,
Eb
memories get lost when you die
The legacy is eye for an eye
But overall I will survive nigga
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