Тональность: F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
C
Fm
Cm
Bbm
Bb
C
Bb
Csus4
C
Fm
Verse 1
Can
you picture a nigga out here clocking cash and
Pulling stick ups,
Bbm
I guess I had to Glock and mask it
Nine zippers, let's bust that open,
Bb
C
cut and bag it
Water whipper,
Cm
Fm
I'm in the kitchen Str8 Slammin'
Thug niggas, and drug dealers,
that's all I hang with
Puffing Swishers, and fucking hoes,
Bbm
we on the same shit
In the kitchen,
Bb
C
gon' whip my weight up to a mansion
Eight figures,
that's what I call Str8 Slammin
Fm
Verse 2
G.I. thuggin
C
Yes picture this Midwest nigga
Fm
rollin'
Hardrock hustling
Bitches stick to the dick 'cause
C
Bbm
you know a nigga holding
Living on some pimp shit
Bb
C
I'mma let y'all chase hoes,
Bb
C
I'mma get chosen
Keep a bitch dick whipped
Fm
C
Got a whole lotta broads
Cm
that'll bust that open
Fm
Fresh up off a straight dope stain
I know my clothes still
Fm
The real niggas understand
I ain't trying to be the man
C
If you put it in my hands,
Bb
Bbm
I keep a whole thing or better
pushed to the side
Fm
Got like 32bells of bubba kush in the ride
If you wanna get high,
Getting my thug on where I preside
Fm
Nigga been bust at, still I survive
C
Fm
Push packs and I live to tell it in my raps
Lost a couple homies,
I can never get 'em back
Life got me stressed,
so I'm twisting up a sack
I'm street certified, nigga,
check my stats
C
Back up to the wall 'cause
I'm coming up to bat
Fm
And these little niggas said
C
they got racks on racks
So the stick up man had
Fm
to put the tax on the tax
Verse 3
Got damn
Fm
Can you picture a nigga out
here clocking cash and
Pulling stick ups,
Bbm
I guess I had to Glock and mask it
Nine zippers, let's bust that open,
Bb
C
cut and bag it
Water whipper,
Fm
I'm in the kitchen Str8 Slammin'
Thug niggas, and drug dealers,
that's all I hang with
Puffing Swishers, and fucking hoes,
Bbm
we on the same shit
In the kitchen,
Bb
C
gon' whip my weight up to a mansion
Eight figures, that's what I
Fm
call Str8 Slammin
Verse 4
Fuck what I'm worth
Still out here on the grind
C
Fm
Trying to stack racks
Racks on racks, never caught slipping
C
Cm
Bbm
Nigga get wrong, it's a toe tag
Fucks with the hood
Still eat good
C
Hanging with the killers
with the black masks
Fm
They will kidnap your wife and kids
Cm
Fm
You niggas don't want that
Do what we gotta do to make it
C
Fm
Hope them jackers won't take it
If a nigga violate me I heard my
Cm
Bbm
young nigga's gon erase em
Bb
I don't fight over no bitches
Cm
but I kill for bread
Fm
And I don't hang out with no
C
niggas that sleep with Feds
Fm
Ride down on your block with that chopper,
let that bitch go
If you try to open shop up,
that shit closed
Bbm
F
Fm
C
Money and the power
Fm
What we hustle for?
Db
We already run ya house,
Fm
C
Fm
ain't no kicking doors
Verse 5
Can you picture a nigga out
here clocking cash and
Pulling stick ups,
Bbm
I guess I had to Glock and mask it
Bb
Nine zippers, let's bust that open,
Water whipper,
Cm
Fm
I'm in the kitchen Str8 Slammin'
Thug niggas, and drug dealers,
that's all I hang with
Puffing Swishers, and fucking hoes,
Bbm
we on the same shit
In the kitchen,
Bb
C
gon' whip my weight up to a mansion
Eight figures, that's what I call Str8 Slammin
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