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Verse 1
Am
B
Em
Yeah, Juicy J in the
house with my n***a
Project, mothafuckin' Padlet,
Am
you n****s know about respect,
you know what I'm sayin'?
You get some respect off
B
Em
G
in these mothafuckin' streets.
Em
C
Em
Am
Who got them knives?
Em
Throw your mothafuckin' set
G
to show you know you got respect.
Am
Who got them knives?
Who got them ticks?
Em
Throw your mothafuckin' set
D
Em
to show you know you got respect.
Bm
G
Am
Who got them knives?
Bm
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' set
G
to show you know you got respect
Am
Who got them knives?
Who got them tits?
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' set,
D
G
Em
throw your motherfuckin' set
Am
We be creepin' through your hood,
Em
makin' you hoe -ass niggas drop
somebody heard shots,
Dm
got you shakin', call the cops
Am
When the cops got on the scene,
Em
all they heard was cries and screams
G
Triple six niggas on me,
Dm
G
when they blast them triple beams
Am
Seem to me you never learn,
Em
so we have to demonstrate
G
Motherfucker murder case,
Dm
shot the bitch off in his face
Am
Face up hoe and be a man,
Em
play the game until the end
G
You was out there claiming killers,
D
so to hell with your friends
G
Am
All your foes, I suppose,
C
you think I'ma let you live
B
Em
No love was never shown,
so no love is what I give
Am
Getting respect off in the streets,
staying real, packing heat
B
Em
Some don't wanna see me have,
G
I was out trying to creep
Am
On the next, do I flex?
Em
With them texts, let them kill
G
Those with Anna on your chest,
Dm
we gon' make your blood spill
Am
We for real, I finish shit,
Em
if you jump, we gon' clown
G
Put a bullet in your head
Dm
D
and lay your body in the ground
Bm
Am
Who them 9s?
B
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' sack
D
G
to show you know you got respect
Who got them texts?
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' sack
G
to show you know you got respect
Am
Who got them knives?
Bm
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' set
D
G
to show you know you got respect
Am
Who got them knives?
Who got them ticks?
Em
Throw your motherfuckin' set,
G
Em
throw your motherfuckin' set
Am
It's gangsta, it's gangsta
C
B
Em
Everybody wanna be a dealer, a killer
D
G
Em
Fire away and you gon' be
You know life is get up after
Em
blastin' and askin'
D
G
Em
Am
For that fuckin' loot and then I'm dashin',
harassin'
C
B
Em
If you real, then you respect the real one,
I feel, son
Am
Niggas need to have a chat with Nina,
the enforcer
B
Why they sendin' sol
Em
diers in this mother?
I'll smother
G
C
Em
Am
Those who think they bolder than no other,
I'll bust her
Em
Gon' lose his fuckin' life,
G
I'll finish his aim, I'll dust her
Dm
Gaze right upside your head
Am
and blow your brains to pieces
Em
And if it needs your time,
G
your clock is clocked out, so watch out
Dm
D
When raised to be no hoe,
Em
Am
I'm tak in' my clock out
And motherfuck police,
Em
G
cause when it's on, bitch, it's murder
Dm
D
So go and get your tomes and your kit,
Am
and I'ma serve ya
I urge ya,
Em
don't be lookin' at my face
G
Dm
Dawg, watch the 9, R -E -S -P -E -C -T
D
G
Am
Oh, you gon' need me
Who got them 9s?
Who got them tics?
Who got them tics?
B
Em
So yo motherfuckin' set
to show you know you got respect
G
Am
Who got them 9s?
Who got them 9s?
got them tics?
Who got them tics?
B
Em
So yo motherfuckin' set
to show you know you got respect
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