Тональность: B major
Verse 1
Yo even if I just cooked up,
C
if money's comin give you it moist
G
C
And don't be scared to die,
Eb
C
I ain't give you a choice
Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause
G
C
of what they think you got
G
C
And the ambulance'll take
Eb
Cm
longer if they think you shot
Eb
Nig ga fuck the bullshit,
C
Kiss keep a full clip
In front of the store rockin
gauze in the woolrich
Blowin sticky green grass,
G
C
that'll sit me on my ass
G
C
Wit a mean sports coupe
Cm
with 160 on the dash
Eb
So what I got a Rollie, and
G
C
I pull my gun out,
Eb
and bet I get an other one tonight
G
C
bet your mother lose another son tonight
G
C
I'm clever, only time we party,
Eb
when we beat a body
Or when they free Gotti, so
To my niggas in they cell wit a hour of rec
G
C
G
Or K.L., for beatin a coward to death
C
Eb
I feel why'all, so feel me,
even if why'all guilty
Time why'all niggas come home,
C
the god'll be filthy
Even though by then these faggots
probably be done killed me
I tell my son, keep it real,
G
give why'all niggas each a bill
niggas why'all know the deal, uh
Eb
CHORUS: Jadakiss Who did
Verse 2
you expect, what,
G
C
And we go hard dog,
Eb
C
everytime, nothing less
G
C
Catch us at the dice game, blowin a thou
G
C
Eb
Never go in to trial, coppin out,
Cm
Eb
holdin it down
We could get it on, any way shape or form
C
G
C
Any day of the week, Styles,
Eb
C
Eb
Jada, and Sheek
C
It ain't hot 'less we are niggas
G
C
we are the heat
Eb
*We Are The Streets* and we
makin it hard to eat
Verse 3
Eb
[Sheek] Ayo, you say fuck
me,
C
I feel the same way about you bitch
Niggas made you rich and
now you act like this
G
Who them thuggest niggas on your team,
guns to the triple beam
C
Without rap my nickles gleam,
Eb
drug money make it seem
Fast, niggas puff hydro and
C
hash like it's nicotine
Fake niggas,
Eb
rid o theem, who flip from wealth
G
C
I give your whole hospital room to yourself
G
C
I got doctors who make
Eb
housecalls when niggas get hit
That way the press and the cops run shit,
G
C
When it comes to thuggin it,
Eb
C
nigga that's my sport
I even pick up your shells so
G
you won't get caught
Dumb dumbs,
C
Eb
niggas camouflaged playin as bums
Pop up, shoot through the liquor bottle,
C
straighten your lungs
G
C
Take the bum clothes off,
Eb
C
buy a paper at the newsstand
Walk by me, scream out,
"Somebody help this man"
G
C
Eb
C
Not even life insurance helpin your fam,
Eb
Cm
I'm takin that
Eb
I'm from Yonkers motherfucker,
C
where the murderers at
Murderous gat,
Eb
we bloodline no cur in our pack
C
G
You owe us dough, have it as that,
C
Eb
Cm
Eb
I leave it at
C
G
C
Eb
C
that,
G
C
G
C
Eb
faggots
Interlude 1
Eb
C
G
C
Verse 4
C
Eb
[Styles]
Cm
Eb
Spittin to live,
C
two bullets hittin your ribs
G
C
You christen your kids,
Eb
C
I let my son listen to B.I.G.
I won't stop til a thousand
G
C
niggas fit in my crib
G
C
I won't be happy til my last
Cm
C
nigga finish his bid
Cm
Eb
All on the top,
C
yeah you could ball in a drop
I'd rather, ball in a yacht, no callin the cops
In the middle of the ocean, lettin my nine pop
G
C
Givin a dime cock, blowin away
C
tryin to get a wagon a day
Pick up a quarter,
and still throw my chain in the water
Watch on the floor,
bitch I'll put my glock in your jaw
G
C
Niggas think they own a label,
Cm
just signed a deal
Eb
You poppin that bullshit they
C
might find you killed
Slum throwin the highway, behind the wheel
G
C
Or you could do it my way, relax and chill
G
C
You could worship SP sell
Cm
Eb
cracks and peels
C
Bitch I smack your mouth while
you smoke in the field
Eb
Run up in your house, then alarmin your grill
G
you never seen honor and will
C
Til you wake up in the mornin and your
Cm
Eb
[CHORUS]
Outro 1
Eb
C
G
C
Eb
C
G
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G
Eb
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C
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Eb
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