Тональность: G minor
Verse 1
Gm
Cm
(Rippa On The Beat, bitch)
Gm
Cm
This how I'm livin'
Gm
Cm
Eb
Two for thirty- five I just come out the H
Gm
Cm
Hit it with Bolivia, it look like the 'Caine
Verse 2
Gm
ounces,
three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday,
F
Bb
can't wait for that
Gm
H town, no fittin' on,
we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
F
Bb
F
I'm built for that
Gm
If I can pray there I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there,
you don't lay there
F
Bb
Gm
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really yeah,
name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier
F
Gm
F
just got out the Feds
Verse 3
F
Cm
pissing clean for my P.O,
Gm
I'ma living legend
Straight out the clink
Cm
Gm
Fuck every C.O who encountered
Eb
Gm
Kevin (yeah)
Cm
White people showing love
Gm
Eb
Gm
Niggas hating on me (what up?)
Cm
Eb
Say they got a cake baked and
Gm
they waiting on me (leggo)
I went flat
Gm
Women skated on me
Cm
Gm
I pray five times a day I had
to talk to God
Cm
Gm
In Chicago going hard without
Eb
Gm
a body guard (grr)
Cm
I'm in control and I'm controlling,
Gm
Cm
Gm
I'm a shot caller (shot)
Cm
Ab
Couple rappers but they names
Eb
Gm
I am not calling (not)
Cm
Y'all gotta pay up that lil' lease,
Gm
Eb
Gm
I'm a lil' land Lord (yeah)
Cm
If you don't pay up what you order,
Gm
I'ma stack for it (stack)
Gm
Coming in, on command
Verse 4
Gm
Twenty- seven ounces,
three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday,
F
Bb
can't wait for that
Gm
H town, no fittin' on,
we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
F
Bb
F
I'm built for that
Gm
If I can pray there I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there,
you don't lay there
F
Bb
Gm
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really yeah,
name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier
F
Gm
F
just got out the Feds
Verse 5
F
Say he just broke the seal
Cm
Eb
Can I put it back on feet?
Bb
Gm
Cm
And once he run it up then he gonna
Gm
put it back on me (right)
Cm
He tell me all these things and get mad
Gm
if I don't agree (wassup?)
Your habit stronger than your hustle
Cm
Eb
Gm
Your hustle I don't believe (turn up)
In jail I run into you know I go in
there like Lump
Reezy changed form,
F
Bb
Gm
I thought we would stay in touch (damn)
Juli' hit the line when he call me
I'm finna come (wassup?)
I'm jumping out the 'Rari,
F
Bb
F
they think I don't gotta gun (boom boom)
Whats happening nigga?
Am
F
Cm
Keep you something, if not
Eb
Gm
Cm
I could take you uptown and reach
you something by the spot
Gm
Cm
I'm holding shop with
shop gettin' held for me
Eb
Gm
Cm
You hanging by my trap but you ain't
Gm
ever sell nothing (right)
Verse 6
Gm
Twenty- seven ounces,
three 9 pieces I'm shaking back
Dm
Gm
My old hoe gon' fuck on Sunday,
F
Bb
can't wait for that
Gm
H town, no fittin' on,
we dealin' that
Rumors hit my top every minute
F
Bb
F
I'm built for that
Gm
If I can pray there I can stay there
I ain't scared of nothing
Your grandma stay there,
you don't lay there
F
Bb
Gm
Boy you scared to hustle
Oh well, really yeah,
name ringing bells (yeah)
And my neighborhood supplier just got out the Fed
Gm
s
Outro 1
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Eb
Cm
F
Cm
Gm
Cm
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