Тональность: E major
Verse 1
F#
I ain't just an artist,
Am
F#
I put foes under
Am
When I hit the target, I unload thunder
F#
Am
That a turnin' on gunner
or a stone -cold fronter
F#
Into the roadrunner
He outta here, shots and tears,
F#
Skatin' off like he gresky
Am
in some hockey gear
F#
Bumpin' your gums to
Am
pumpin' your tongue
I bump in the sun,
F#
he'll jump out his ones
Listen, fuck where you from
F#m
or what you be come
Am
F#
A chump or a bum,
either way I'm jumpin' in funds
Am
F#
It ain't a damn thing,
Am
you gettin' hand chained
F#
I could raise more money
F#
Watch a man rain,
Am
cause it ain't a damn game
F#
I'm buying champagne, nigga,
Am
it's a damn shame
F#
Hats rappin' bout squeezin' clips,
Am
F#
squeezin' gats
And when it lead to that
Am
F#
His feet are leadin' traps,
Am
keep me out your measly raps
F#
I stomp you out with knikes,
Am
that's what I call a sneak attack
F#
Get your sneakers taxed,
F#m
Am
couple of your people slapped
F#
Where you wanna meet me at?
F#m
Am
I ain't with the meet and chat
F#
You gon' need your straps,
same for your buddy
Am
F#
Since you came with your buddy,
Am
you gon' label them cussy
F#
I put loonies on your roof,
ain't got goonies
Am
F#
that'll shoot you for Canadian money
F#
Am
I ain't just an artist, I put foes under
F#
When I hit the target,
F#
That'll turn a known gunner
Am
or a stone -cold fronter
F#
into the roadrunner
He outta here, shots and tears,
F#
Skatin' off like he gresky in
F#
Bumpin' your guns,
the punk on your tongue
Am
Now bumpin' his son,
F#
he'll jump out his wounds
F#
Listen, I stay round there
Am
with Trey Pym's man
F#
Am
A clown there, he gon' see A -Round flair
F#
He gon' stay there, I'm the nigga,
Am
you gon' lay down stairs
F#
When you play like a do -rag
Am
and lay down here
F#
Shake down where?
Bm
Am
The NervaLion, word to Sire
F#
I'll lay you in some dirt
Am
F#
like some fertilizer
I'm a work supplier,
Am
dealin' with some strong crack
F#
Once you see the combat
F#
That's how they on track
Am
Runnin' to his mom's shack
F#
Pullin' signs of condacts,
Am
put it on his bald cap
F#
Am
But it fall back, playin' with me homes
F#
On his block, I look like
Am
I got NATO on the phone
F#
Lay it on your dome for playin' sick
Am
F#
Jay Slick, if you don't
believe in the God
Am
Am
Then you's a atheist
F#
Got these haters sick,
Am
what they even rappin' for?
F#
I laugh at them and pass them off
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