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