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