Тональность: Bb minor
Verse 1
F#m
C#m
E
Listen up gangstas and honeys
F#m
with ya hair done
Pull up a chair hon' and
put it in the air son
C#m
E
Dog, whatever they call you,
A
F#m
god, just listen
I spit a story backwards,
it starts at the ending
Verse 2
F#m
E
The bullet goes back in the gun
F#m
The bullet hole's closing
this chest of a nigga
Now he back to square one
C#m
E
Screaming, "Shoot don't please"
G#m
F#m
I put my fifth back on my hip
It's like a VCR rewinding a hit
E
He put his hands back on his bitch
F#m
My caravan doors open up
I jumped back in the van
and closed it shut
C#m
F#m
E
Going reverse, slowly prepared
A
F#m
My nigga Jungle utters out something crazy like,
"Go he there"
E
Sitting in back of this chair,
F#m
we hitting the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt,
the blunt gets bigger in growth
C#m
F#m
E
Jungle unrolls it,
F#m
put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
C#m
F#m
We listen to Stevie,
E
F#m
it sounded like heavy metal fans
Spinnin records backwards of AC DC
E
I give my niggas dap,
F#m
jump out the van back first
Back upstairs,
C#m
took off the black shirt
F#m
E
I'm in the crib with the
F#m
phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure
out the poem real clear
E
The voice on the phone was like,
F#m
"Outside right we"
So with my mouth wide,
holding my heat
E
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze,
'Cause Jungle said,
C#m
"Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone,
E
F#m
then the phone rang
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout
this pretty young thing
C#m
F#m
E
Who left, she came back,
F#m
her clothes just fell to the rug
She fell to my bed and gave me a hug
C#m
I told her, "No hell"
E
F#m
She talking 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her head then spit the
nut back in my dick
E
Started sucking with no hands,
F#m
a whole lotta spit
Then got up and put her
bra back on her tits
C#m
E
Got fully dressed and told me,
F#m
"Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her Gucci bag and
left her nigga behind
C#m
F#m
Walking through the door,
E
F#m
she rang the bell twice
I vomited Vodka back in my
C#m
glass with juice and ice
E
The clock went back from three,
F#m
to two, to one
And that's about the time
C#m
E
That's when I first heard the
F#m
voice mail on the cell
It said, "Son we found that
C#m
nigga we gotta kill"
E
Hey yo son, hey yo son,
Verse 3
you hear me,
C#m
Listen man, this dude right on the block,
E
G#
right now, man
F#m
G#
F#m
I found him, right now,
I see him right now!
E
F#m
C#m
Let's kill him)
Verse 4
F#m
leave it. Peace"
Outro 1
C#m
E
F#m
C#m
E
F#m
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