Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
Bm
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
Bm
I never been a hater,
F#m
Bm
I'm an innovator with a pen and paper
C#m
F#m
But you imitators is straight
Bm
trash incinerators
F#m
You owe me cheddar,
C#m
F#m
better send a paper
Bm
F#m
Cause I'll black out and light
Bm
your crib up like the generator
I need mines on time, not a minute later
C#m
He could die, you try to get your friend to
F#m
Bm
Fuck medical aid,
ya dog a pass, remember
Arthur
Ashe?
C#m
F#m
Mac -10 is loaded up,
Bm
I got the heart to blast
F#m
I've been a slid on a business tip,
Bm
I'm a walkin' average
C#m
F#m
Tryin' such enough cake to make
the stock market crash
Bm
F#m
I sold pills, filled
The
F#m
Bm
Mac -30 is free like bathtub wa ter
F#m
I'm mad cuz ordered them girl clothes,
Bm
C#m
they look disgusting
F#m
I get money off the books, I'm hustlin'
I can heat it fast as microwave ovens
C#m
I need a bag to spin it, I
Bm
don't like to save nothin'
F#m
I'm paid, bustin' moves,
got exceptional agility
C#m
The work be lockin' up like
F#m
a cor rectional facility
C#m
I'm steady workin',
F#m
C#m
got pro fessional stability
No matter your profession,
they gon' question your ability
Bm
Without a question,
ain't nobody ill as me
C#m
Ask the rappers, I'm still a
F#m
G, the hustle still in me
Cassie
Bm
Trapp, I clap em',
F#m
Bm
they gon' toe -tag a map though
C#m
I'm fuckin' raw,
I went gold from the rip like a
F#m
Yo, fuck the law and y 'all givin'
C#m
I'm on it, but in formants is
F#m
fuckin' my concentration up
Bm
F#m
So fuck em all cause they fucking
Bm
my compensation up
F#m
I make a fucking call,
Bm
that broad'll give ya loc ation up
What's up with y 'all, y
F#m
Bm
'all hustlers or rappers?
F#m
C#m
White lives matter cause most of
F#m
my customers crackers
Bm
F#m
Y 'all fronting but y hustling back wards
Bm
I done pushed a lot of weights,
C#m
F#m
Bm
sometime I gotta take a muscle relaxer
F#m
We get it from the muscle,
Bm
we trappers, bills entry
C#m
It's a blessing I can see
F#m
M's cause I'm a
MC
Bm
F#m
Life is expensive,
C#m
Bm
y know how high rent be
F#m
When dudes move to funeral homes,
Bm
they live rent free
Don't tempt me,
F#m
Bm
see my style is sickening
C#m
I was born with bars like my hoes, fuck
COs
F#m
Bm
I have a child in prison
I'm from the jungle as a child
was in a wild position
F#m
C#m
F#m
Back in the days, I sold skinnies
They was my only treasure
Now my bags fat,
Bm
F#m
get cash out for the loud I'm pitching
C#m
Some men follow the trend,
F#m
that's why they style be switching
I got a switch on the fifth and
C#m
a 40 -column dripping
F#m
Niggas in they forties still mak
C#m
ing juvenile decisions
Bm
You know the story and what
that could get you, man
C#m
I backsmack you with the hand
F#m
and clap at you with the can
Bm
I can scrap, but I'm a clapper pistol fan
C#m
I'ma snap shit, hit fan,
Bm
cause I'm a goat and not a sacrificial lam b
F#m
I cooked it up and gave samples,
they was sacrificial grams
Bm
C#m
I know all about the cloud of platinum,
F#m
plaque could get you mad
Bm
F#m
I packed a trap, could get you bands,
Bm
and it's time to go eat
F#m
Bro hatin', I need loc ations,
I'ma find a bull street
Bm
Put this addy in the navvy,
F#m
Bm
then it's time to draw heat
F#m
C#m
If I pull it, bullets is longer than some
F#m
dinosaur teeth
Bm
Since way back, I've been a big stepper,
dinosaur feet
C#m
It's time to score when me and
F#m
them other connoisseurs meet
Bm
If it's time for war,
F#m
Bm
shooters at your mama door deep
C#m
Goons creepin' in the room while
F#m
your momma snores sleep
Bm
F#m
Them boys get a dog on
Bm
your momma floor treats
F#m
Then treat her like a silhouette
Bm
and bloody up the pillow set
F#m
I'm up but ain't take my face
Bm
off the pillow yet
C#m
F#m
Rest in a pillow in a coffin
for pillow talkin'
Bm
I feel so blessed,
F#m
Bm
most artists had to show the run
C#m
I'm hot like when they turn on the
F#m
Bm
hydrant and let the water run
F#m
That fire, you can order some
I ran through like a quarter ton,
C#m
the boy was young
Savin' allowance,
F#m
then went and bought a gun
Everywhere I went, I bought the gun
C#m
I wasn't taught to run, you coochie
Wouldn't even try to
F#m
Bm
shoot me with a water gun
I got some hitters, nigga, more than one
C#m
I fought dudes that got
some short screws
F#m
Cause I got an even shorter one
Bm
F#m
And boy, how the work in that
Bm
work over the border come?
C#m
He forced to hustle it,
Bm
but who enforced the government?
F#m
Of course it's illegal,
so people forced to smuggle it
C#m
The force lock you up for it,
F#m
then you forced to fuckin' sit
I been fly, but the
Air
C#m
Force never trusted it
I been a shooter, but the
Marines, I never fuck with it
Bm
F#m
I been this wavy, coulda been in the
Bm
Navy, but fuck a shit
F#m
C#m
F#m
The soldiers in the army fatigued,
but can't fuckin' quit
Bm
F#m
We had the
Black
Bm
Panthers, now we got a bunch of
Crips
F#m
Went from 5 %ers to plug members,
Bm
I'm fuckin' pissed
Niggas was marchin' with
F#m
Bm
Mar tin, holdin' up a fist
F#m
C#m
Now demons screamin' on
F#m
Bm
God, then go an d bust a lick
Ayo, this ho that charged 500
bucks to hit
C#m
Just robbed a man for 500 bands,
F#m
you'll never trust a bitch
Bm
F#m
My record ain't got a scratch,
I'm in the fuckin' mix
C#m
F#m
Like a dude on the one and twos,
Bm
cuttin' up the hits
F#m
Before you could count to three,
Then
F#m
I'ma make it clap like
Spliff
F#m
Hang it up or cut your wrist
Bm
cause you a fuckin' snitch
F#m
C#m
F#m
Nigga, my finger that pull the trigger
Bm
always fuckin' it
Bitch, you wasn't on probation makin' the drug stretch I backed
C#m
F#m
it up with gloves on an d still failed the drug test
Bm
F#m
I'm sunnin' these rappers
but never took a blood test
C#m
To night me and my wife might
F#m
have some pour up sex
C#m
F#m
Rub breasts, then eat her out ,
C#m
bust a grub next
F#m
Anytime I'm facin' her thighs,
C#m
I'm straight energized
Bm
Wait on the strength, if you attempt to slide I'll split your
C#m
F#m
shit to the white meat and leave that street gentrified
Bm
When guys get sent to
God, I don't sympathize
C#m
Grass grow naturally,
but my gas is synthesized
Bm
F#m
Sometime you stick to the script,
sometime you improvise
But
C#m
I'ma check your temperature,
F#m
my temper rise
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Pussy
Bm
F#m
Bm
C#m
F#m
Bm
you
Как бы вы оценили эту песню?
ТюнерE A D G B E
АккордыBm F#m C#m
Больше песен от Cassidy
Найдите и играйте аккорды для самых разных песен
Связанные песни
Найдите и играйте аккорды для самых разных песен
4.7
Популярные аккорды во всём мире
Самые популярные аккорды и табы среди всех пользователей