Тональность: F# minor
Intro 1
F#
E#m
C#
E#m
F#
E#m
C#
E#m
F#
E#m
C#
E#m
F#
Verse 1
G#m
E
F#
We never heard of yo clique but they heard of us
G#m
They put em down,
E
F#
we liftin them burners up
G#m
You keep sayin word to your mother
E
F#
but word to what?
G#m
I don't give a fuck about
E
F#
none of these nig gas
G#m
I turn it up,
E
F#
G#m
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
E
F#
give me some more liquor
G#m
Open this back window,
E
let me dump on niggas
F#
It's my era,
E
F#
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 2
G#m
E
Peace to the New York Knickerbockers,
F#
the plot got thicker
G#m
Cuz now they got the Brooklyn
E
F#
Nets and Barclays Center
G#m
Hel lo Mrs. and Mr.,
E
F#
cousins, brothers and sisters
G#m
Ladies and gentlemen,
E
F#
children prisons of finger printers
G#m
Snakes who like to slither,
E
F#
wolves, monkeys, gor illas
G#m
Vet erans and beginners,
E
F#
righteous people and sinners
G#m
Gamblers, losers and winners,
E
F#
ice grillers and grinners
G#m
Hope you all some good swimmers
E
F#
cuz I'm as deep as the river
G#m
I'm the bad guy,
E
F#
just like the Joker and Riddler
G#m
Bad as Mike in his prime,
E
F#
man in the mirror in Thriller
G#m
You ain't a real man,
E
F#
G#m
you can't even use the shitter
You a pussycat,
E
F#
you probably got kitty litter
G#m
E
Kill rich niggas in chinchilla
F#
G#m
Representing for the wig- splitters
E
F#
and skid bitters who gets realer
G#m
E
Like Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
F#
E
Who got the keys to the Jeep?
F#
Sim Simmer
Verse 3
G#m
E
We never heard of yo clique
F#
but they heard of us
G#m
They put em down,
E
F#
we liftin them burners up
G#m
You keep sayin word to your mother
E
F#
but word to what?
G#m
I don't give a fuck about
E
F#
none of these nig gas
G#m
I turn it up,
E
F#
G#m
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
E
F#
give me some more liquor
G#m
Open this back window,
E
let me dump on niggas
F#
It's my era,
E
F#
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 4
G#m
When my oral deliver
E
F#
it's such a moral dilemma
G#m
I don't quarrel with quitters,
E
F#
I give em sorrow and shimmers
G#m
You think your artists is iller just
E
F#
cause his car from the dealer?
G#m
This music char is bitter,
E
F#
cause yall some horrible spitters
G#m
When I swallow the liquor,
E
F#
I write a marvelous scripture
G#m
Start drawing a picture cause
E
F#
I'm immortal my nigga
G#m
Beef is played out so
E
F#
I don't bother with niggas
G#m
But as long as it's tender I
E
F#
eat your squad up for dinner
G#m
Put my palms on the trigger
E
F#
and shoot you all in yo liver
G#m
In jure all of you niggas,
E
F#
I'm cool and calm as a killer
G#m
Your man styling from fingers,
E
F#
man who are you? Vanilla
G#m
Ice - I'm Suge Knight,
E
F#
hang em off the balcony with ya
G#m
Since I deserve scrilla, I learned
E
F#
to flip birds quicker
G#m
Had to hit curves with the hustler
E
F#
s and to emerge richer
G#m
E
Back when Dipset was
sippin sizzurp nigga
F#
E
My jewelery was black and yellow just
F#
E
like the Pittsburgh Steelers
G#m
E
F#
We never heard of yo clique but they heard of us
Verse 5
G#m
They put em down,
E
F#
we liftin them burners up
G#m
You keep sayin word to your mother
E
F#
but word to what?
G#m
I don't give a fuck about
E
F#
none of these niggas
G#m
I turn it up,
E
F#
G#m
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
E
F#
give me some more liquor
G#m
Open this back window,
E
let me dump on niggas
F#
It's my era,
E
F#
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 6
G#m
I'm on that money train,
E
making dead president stops
F#
G#m
Robbed the liquor store just
E
F#
so we can get some Ciroc
G#m
E
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and Pops
F#
G#m
Got chased by the stray dogs when I
E
F#
fled though the block
G#m
Bought a 50- cent razor,
E
F#
now I'm ready to rock
G#m
I step to your block with
E
F#
a George Jefferson bop
G#m
I cut him cross peddle bike,
E
F#
he bled to his socks
G#m
Cuz Miles didn't have a chain
E
when I peddled and popped
F#
G#m
My leather bomber was better
E
F#
than that pleather you rocked
G#m
I wore old bomber way before
E
F#
G#m
Michelle and Barack
E
I heard up North you wasn't reppin a lot
F#
G#m
You never caught a 10- 3, you
E
respected the cops
F#
G#m
How you gon use that jail
E
shit to try to get to the top?
F#
G#m
You woke up in PC, never
E
F#
slept in a box
G#m
E
He said he hungry so I fed him the ox
F#
E
My gun is like an independent record label,
F#
Heckler and Koch
Verse 7
G#m
E
We never heard of yo clique
F#
but they heard of us
G#m
They put em down,
E
F#
we liftin them burners up
G#m
You keep sayin word to your mother
E
F#
but word to what?
G#m
I don't give a fuck about
E
F#
none of these nig gas
G#m
I turn it up,
E
F#
G#m
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup,
E
F#
give me some more liquor
G#m
Open this back window,
E
let me dump on niggas
F#
It's my era,
E
F#
I'm bout to turn it up on niggas
Verse 8
G#m
Turn up
E
F#
Now I come back
G#m
E
F#
Keep it underground hardcore
G#m
Turn up
E
F#
Now I come back
G#m
E
F#
Keep it underground hardcore
G#m
Turn up
E
F#
Now I come back
G#m
E
F#
Keep it underground hardcore
G#m
Turn up
E
F#
E
F#
Papoose, Papoose
G#m
E
F#
G#m
E
F#
G#m
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