Тональность: D minor
Verse 1
Em
G
The trigga gots no heart
Dm
(the trigga a trigga)
F
The trigga gots no heart
G
(the trigga a trigga)
D
Em
I'm sick up in this
Verse 2
game
G
I'll take no secondary shorts and
D
Em
Slam dunk these riddles up in
A
Am
yo' chest like Jordan
C
Dm
F
Menace II Society mad man killer
C
Just call me the East Bay
Dm
Gangsta
C
G
Neighborhood drug dealer
D
Em
Quick to make decisions and I'm
G
Quick to get my blast on
D
Em
Do a 187 with this bloody
A
Am
Jason mask on
C
Dm
Rollin' up out the cut
F
deeper than Atlantis
Dm
Tore his chest apart left his
D
Em
Now I gots mo' mayo than
G
the rest of the pushers
D
Em
Rat a tat tat tat came my
A
Am
Tec from the bushes
C
Dm
I blast with no heart 'cause
F
I'm heartless in nine- trey
C
Dm
G
A- K blast on that ass if in my way,
gangsta
D
Em
Slangin' 'Cola since the
Em
Much love for this game so
Am
the trigga gots no heart
Verse 3
F
The trigga gots no heart
Dm
Ain't no love trick
G
Em
The trigga gots no heart
(gunshot)
G
Release the trigga as I
Verse 4
blast on a nigga
D
Em
Am
Nina put a cease on his Timex ticker
C
Dm
F
And uh playas he can't
give me no love
C
Dm
'cause I'm stuck on the
Em
G
D
And I duck when they fly by
Em
A
'cause Killa Cali' is the state
Am
for the drive- by
Dm
F
Caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
C
Dm
Ya better use that Nina
G
'cause that deuce- deuce ain't no good
D
Em
G
D
And um I'm taking up a hobby
Em
A
Maniac murderin' doin'
C
Dm
F
I'm twenty- two and I'm still
Dm
G
I gives the fiend some love
D
but ain't no love back
Em
G
Much love in this game ain't
187 is a art 'cause the
Dm
trigga gots no heart
Verse 5
trick
Em
The trigga gots no heart
Am
G
Ain't no love trick
Verse 6
up me shootin' him up
G
D
Em
If he no give my pay
Am
Ain't no love trick
Verse 7
Dm
me shootin' him up
F
C
Dm
If he no give my pay
G
Am
Em
Ain't no love trick
Verse 8
no heart
D
Em
Am
And I'll be damned if I'm broke old
C
Dm
Pushin' on a shoppin' cart
F
They blast on a friend of me
C
Dm
G
Another sad case of a mistaken identity
D
Em
G
12 O' clock and my
D
'hood's dubbin' pay back
Em
I sat and watched them
Dm
Seen his face crack
F
Dm
Uzis spray like Raid on these cockroaches
G
D
Em
A dropped bomb full of 187 soldiers
G
Doin' dirt 'cause we dirty
when the trigga pull
D
Am
Seventeen in his body left the boy full
Dm
F
Of hollow tips so I know
he won't be comin' back
Am
Em
Am
Em
I let my hair platt and let my mail stack
D
Sunday had to turn tart
Em
A
His posse came and they
Am
triggas had no heart
Verse 9
kill all man say kill all man say
F
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all
Dm
with me GlockGlock
G
D
Em
Kill all man say kill all man say
G
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all with
D
Em
me GlockGlock
Kill all man say kill all man say
Am
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all with
C
Dm
me Glock Glock
F
Yeah mon
Verse 10
C
Dm
blam! The 187 fact
G
Dm
Is back in the house man for nine- trey
This here see kill a man with me Glock
BLOW! 187 thousand G
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