Тональность: Bb major
Intro 1
B
D
B
D
B
D
B
D
B
G#m
It's just
Verse 1
another day,
drowning my troubles with a forty
E
That's when I got the call from
G#m
this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew
B
at, said we could do whatever
She got a crew too and said
G#m
that we should get together
B
I said, "Aight, just call me back in a hour
So I can take a shower and gather
G#m
up the manpower"
Then I hung up the horn
B
E
And I thought to my self
Am
G#m
Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone
E
B
to call me in years (Why?)
G#m
Ever since I left the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no telling what her friends
putting up in her ears
Ideas of setting me up I'm
G#m
(Checkit out, Son) So we take
B
the gats for precautions
Plus this trick live in Brooklyn
F#
G#m
, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of
G#m
Waiting for us to get up off the train
and surround us
Or maybe I'm blowing
this shit out of proportion
B
G#m
But this shit do happen to niggas very often
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do
My crew got my back,
G#m
fuck the world is my mental
We put together five soldiers
B
The bitch called, my blood curdled
G#m
Told me to meet her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza,
E
we're waiting for the G train
B
We put a plan together,
G#m
just in case the beef came
Now we Bed Stuy bound
B
G#m
Far from home and on unknown ground
But together we six deep,
with five heats, nothing sweet
E
First nigga fronting getting lifted
G#m
off his fucking feet
It took eternity,
we reached our destination
E
My heartbeat is racing like
B
G#m
a cardiac patient
We finally got to Myrtle
B
outside the train station
E
B
I saw not a soul,
G#m
told my peoples to be patient
But hold up, that's when a black
caravan rolled up
B
My legs then froze up,
E
G#m
I grabbed my pound
Told my man,
E
"Eyes open cause it might go down"
B
Said he don't like the way the shit
G#m
is starting to sound
Evey angle of the car was
B
smoked out and tinted
G#m
So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it
It might have been TNT, I wasn't
trying to wait and see, we
B
G#m
Jetted thru Marcy cause D's
ain't bagging me
Word Son, they got us on the run,
G#m
Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 2
B
Trife life got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt,
B
What can kill you is what you don't know
Verse 3
B
E
you're on your way to your girl's crib
G#m
But the bitch live in the Bridge
You ain't really sweating it,
B
cause little do you know
E
G#m
The niggas in the Bridge
be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried
E
B
to walk the back streets without heat
G#m
On the 41st Side of 12th Street
The side where niggas
don't give a fuck
B
The side where if you come through fronting,
kid you getting bucked
G#m
E
On your way, to apartment 3A
B
E
With a phat herringbone,
B
G#m
let him slide, no days
Son get the heat,
E
cause I'm about to stick him
B
(Fuckthat shit, yo if that nigga front,
E
Aight bet, so just hold it down
While I cock back the long
You're upstairs boning,
E
not knowing that I'm scheming
B
Just the right time kid,
G#m
it's twelve in the evening
You're leaving out the building as
E
you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got
G#m
caught by sur prised
B
"What's goin on?", as I reply
"Shut the fuck up and don't make
G#m
this to another homicide"
He tried to play tough so I
E
put one in his brain
B
Even though I took his life,
G#m
all I wanted was his chain
Come through truck without heat,
When you in the projects keep
your fingers on the trigger
G#m
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got
E
B
what we like you gets tooken
G#m
Put you on your back, send you on your way,
yo good looking
B
Now we catching a cab to Halsey
& Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting tore up from the floor
G#m
up, hit the dress store up
E
Got the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna roll up
G#m
Get your motherfucking shit swoll up
Now it's back to Queens
to serve fiends
B
Making G's by any means,
E
my eyes on my enemies
G#m
Sipping Hennessey,
with my mind on some crime shit
B
E
One-time searching searching
B
G#m
me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday,
get the loot then breeze
E
B
Though my goal is to leave outta state,
push ki's
G#m
But all this bullshit holding me down,
Fuck a 9-to-5,
G#m
I get the loot with ease
Don't even need a degree
to earn a six-digit figure
figure
B
G#m
I get mines slinging on
the corner with my niggas
Pulling the trigger when
B
Cause a nigga worse enemy is fear
B
Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 4
G#m
Trife life got me thinking like an animal
G#m
no doubt, no doubt yo
B
What can kill you is what you don't know
Outro 1
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
Как бы вы оценили эту песню?
ТюнерE A D G B E
АккордыB D G#m E Am...
Больше песен от Mobb Deep
Найдите и играйте аккорды для самых разных песен
Связанные песни
Найдите и играйте аккорды для самых разных песен
4.8
Популярные аккорды во всём мире
Самые популярные аккорды и табы среди всех пользователей