Тональность: B minor
Intro 1
F#m
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Bm
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Wake up, wake up,
Verse 1
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the big homie back
That head n***a in charge of rack
the gangstas they dancing that
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Cups in hand, with a blunt bout to light
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F#m
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And you already know when the Kid P do it
F#m
The whole world stop and
Bm
listen to the music
But I don't want you to stop,
keep the crowd moving
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Fuck what I'm saying, just groove to it
F#m
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Cause I could write this shit all day
F#m
And say I'm getting lazy,
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I say I'm getting paid
Bm
To write easier shit than Dr. Seuss
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That make the girls wanna get loose
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And have they fun, while
they still young
Sugar pops wanna pop it off
There's too many sugar pops
and not enough thugs
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Yeah, that's how we like it, son
F#m
Gift with a rich black thug
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Who drive a Oldsmobile
F#m
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and got a penthouse on 81st
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Bm
While these rappers pop shit,
I'm tryna squirt
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So don't force me to put in work
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F#m
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Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
F#m
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What I do, nigga, don't stress me
Bm
Who I sex, nigga, stop stressin'
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How I live and how much I pay for this
F#m
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Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
F#m
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What I do, nigga, don't stress me
Bm
through our sex, niggas stop stressing
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how I live and how much I pay for this
F#m
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Stupid ring, an idiot bracelet,
F#m
big dumb ass chain
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and the watch on my wrist
make your face like you can't sit,
D
niggas need laxative
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Their girlfriend face light up
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and they step right up
F#m
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Like what I've done, nothing but love,
Bm
light up and we gon' turn the night up
You made me mad popular with the hoes,
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D
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with that picture at the show
F#m
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And I ain't get a chance to say thank you
F#m
Bm
for putting the infamous P up on that screen
Ain't nothing better than
some good rap beef
And fans eating it up
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F#m
with some saying sweet
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Cause people is dying
F#m
but people getting killed everyday
A
Bm
Niggas stop crying
Ima help you get that fear out your chest
D
Here prodigy you got the best
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F#m
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Get your own, niggas stop stressing
F#m
What I do, niggas don't stress me
Bm
Who I sex, niggas stop stressing
D
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How I live, and how much I paid for this
F#m
Mind get your own
Niggas stop stressin', what I do
E
A
Bm
Niggas don't stress me, who I sex
Niggas stop stressin',
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F#m
how I live, and how much I paid for this
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F#m
Bm
Y 'all niggas don't want it
America's most wanted,
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F#m
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F#m
America's nightmare
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Bm
You motherfuckers were extreme,
nigga
C#m
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F#m
Bm
He's back
Like I went somewhere
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F#m
else
President Reagan has now set in motion
a program of research and development
for futuristic weapons
to defend this country
from incoming nuclear missiles
and no one knowing whether someone might tighten
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Bm
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their finger on the on the trigger
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teach it to everybody
and help pick up
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