Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
C
Em
We are gangsta, we are gangsta,
C
B
Em
C
we are gangsta
Em
Don't you ever disrespect
or that fabric
G
The silence don't like it, nigga,
C
B
the streets don't have it
Em
Tell these actors and impostors,
B
let go of that habit
Em
G
C
I hear you talking, boy,
B
C
but can you back it?
B
This is my side, 0 -1, 6 -1
E
Em
F#m
Keep on runnin' out the mouth
Em
B
and that's it, we're gone
Em
C
I've buried so many friends,
Em
B
F#m
it's took me this long
E
Em
C
Smoke the weed and turn it up,
Em
Am
B
listen this one
Em
I'm a ragamuffin,
C
B
I'm used to havin' nothing
Em
B
Em
C
Runnin' for my life and duck
Em
C
B
in' when the straps roll up
C
Em
He put his 4 -5 to my face,
daily facts is somethin'
B
Em
Gucci clothes ain't never
C
F#m
fucked around,
Em
B
you ain't clappin' nothin'
Em
Trigger spits the facts,
B
my niggas were livin' that tit, not tact
F#m
You fuck with killers in my hood,
B
yeah, they hit your back
Em
It's all your life, Moss Side,
B
when I hit the track
Em
Be careful when you're
pushin' disrespect,
F#m
C
man will dish you back
You get what I'm sayin', my G?
B
E
Em
Man really need to peep
Am
Em
the rules and regulations
B
Em
of what's goin' on gangsta
C
Disrespect's a two -way street,
B
Em
If you diss a hood,
C
the hood's gonna dish you back, my G
Em
C
Don't you ever disrespect my side,
G
The streets hear this gangster shit,
C
B
you're talking in your music
C
Ever try and take the reputation
Em
B
and abuse it
Em
B
Em
With no affiliation to that
F#m
B
Em
Duddington or Goot shit
C
Em
Stop the camera,
C
Em
this nigga's not a gangster
B
No playing with our pain
Em
B
like it's a fashion, what a prankster
Em
When it comes to money,
music, I'm the answer
B
Em
My G's moving blacker
Am
Em
than two lungs that's holding cancer
B
Em
Who the fuck you think
B
you're playin' with?
Nuff man wouldn't come up out the
F#m
B
house when we was spreading shit
Em
I've got the child sheets
Em
I ain't just saying this
B
Em
The whole hood loves me,
C
the kings here don't take their piss
Em
B
Moss -eyed man is in his hands,
B
Em
The streets are talking,
F#m
B
G and it's time to stop this pantomime
Em
Best believe I'm far from proud,
B
I used to bang those times
Em
G
Am
Why you tryna sell my story
B
Em
like you bang
C
Em
He knows knives, trigs,
C
Em
real gangsta,
C
B
real gangsta
Em
C
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