Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
My nigga game came with a hundred
Bm
Em
bars fo' y'all
Now I'm following his footsteps nigga
Young ya boy,
CO when I'm five times platinum
Bm
Holla'
Verse 2
Bm
1,2,3 to the 4
Bitch I'm a pimp I don't
Em
speak to no hoes
You niggas never match
Bm
MCs with no flows
And don't add up,
Em
like me with no dough
I swear to God,
Bm
just last year I was broke
On the block selling dough
Em
Watching my niggas sniff coke now
My life's changed from
Bm
the planes to the boats
From the change to the clothes,
Em
don't leave games to these hoes
They just hop in the Range
Bm
and we go
Switching lanes, baby,
Em
don't give me brains on the low
Bm
Never lame born and raised
in the skull niggas hate
Em
But they won't say a thang to me though,
huh
It's like that, and as a matter of fact
Bm
I got hours with the powder
Em
every powder the crack
Every hour I devour money shower
Bm
With that lemonheads in my air,
Em
how sour is that?
Real sour,
Bm
I break shit down like twin towers
Em
Mad your bitch had the bitch
bitch holla'
Bm
It ain't about dollars I
don't wanna hear about it
Em
Never squared boy this nigga
right hear 'bout it
Bm
Call me y'a boy for short call me YB
Em
Don't try me carry guns like ID
But fuck guns I keep niggas
Bm
beside me
And we'll beat a punk nigga
Em
down like Rodney
Feel like the king when it come
Bm
to this rap thing
And if I don't have a mic I'd
Em
probably crack things
A post star night serving things
Bm
to crack fiend's boy
Em
I got runners like the coach
of the track team
Yes I'm focused vision
Bm
clear as a flat screen
Em
You broke niggas not eating
your fast things
I'm telling you all the hoods
Bm
they feel dude
Em
They like 'Pac gone but fuck it
He'll do a lot of jealous niggas
Bm
be tryin' to kill dude
Because the boy's 'Pac
Em
is green as mildew
And in the West if I ain't the be
Bm
st or at least second I'll
Em
Put a weapon up to my chest niggas
don't wanna see me breathe
Bm
'Cause they know I got
Em
next like MTV
They can't see me like
Bm
bootleg DVD's
Em
'Cause I got more pads than the MPC
Catch me dipping in a jag
Bm
Sea weed green I'm in
Em
the league of my own
You in the pee wee league when
I was broke steal my grill
Bm
At least three G's now I talk with
Em
a smile at the VB's breathe
Bm
It's ya boy I represent the CDP
You a hoe dog
Em
You be where the weenies be
Bm
You the man when the East coast talk
Em
about you buzzin' in the streets
Each coast speak about you, that's me
And if you ain't here,
it 'bout to get ugly like Freeway's beard
This the streets,
Bm
you don't get a lot of leeway here
It get hotter than a motherfuckin'
Em
heatwave here
Trust me boy it's a lot
Bm
of heat- play here
Em
Leave you MIA like the heat play here
Wear guns to surpass the hating
Tie a MAC around my neck,
it's a fashion statement
Bm
I laugh at you clowns thinkin'
I'm the same dude
Em
I'm not as quite as I was back
in grade school
I'm much sicker willing
Bm
to ditching to spray twos
And like the game I'm
Em
just dying to play fool
Bm
So run up if you think I'm a chump
I leave your body in the trunk
Em
Smelling just like a skunk
I leave your head in your lap
Bm
right after I dump
Even Ashton Kutcher couldn't
Em
make you nigga punk, ha
Bm
I be thuggin' until I'm at
the pearly tall gates
'Cause I been thuggin' since
Em
twenty had a
Small face I'm still thuggin' and
Bm
twenty has a large face
Em
Ya boy the black '06 version
of Scarface
Bm
And the Bay is where I made my name
Where niggas go dumb
Em
like Damian Wayne
Yeah it's hyphy but some
Bm
niggas be going all out
So I don't go dumb 'cause
Em
the gun might fall out
Bm
Trust me dog I'm the nigga
you shouldn't call out
I'm looking at your teeth and
Em
I'ma knock 'em all out
Bm
Twice as big as I was before and the radio
Em
won't even play my song no more
But it's cool I'm on the streets
Bm
like a hydrant though
Em
So when they ask who the best they reply,
is you that nigga
Bm
Ya boy, that boy got a firing flow
Hoes tryna' make me they man,
Em
my reply is no
Yes, you did get down
on your knees and blow
Bm
Put my thing in your mouth,
Em
but easy though
A hot boy, I don't sound
Bm
like Weezythough
Got snow, but I don't think
Em
got a Jeezy flow
Bm
I'm the truth, I can go and R&B and blow
But this rap game is so
Em
fucking easy though
I'm the pizza man,
I got cheese and dough
Bm
My H- Town niggas got
Em
me off lean and dro'
Niggas think I'm a hoe 'til I
Bm
squeeze the four
And that'll change their
Em
mind like Keyshia Cole
And I'm single,
somebody let Keyshia know
Bm
That I break backs an
Em
d leave girls leaning, yo
Ha, the girls choose 'cause
Bm
my penis better
Not to mention I'm hot
Em
like Pheonix weather
Not to mention you cold,
Bm
you don't even go gold
When I drop I'ma go plat
Em
inum times four
That's four million sales from
Bm
Florida to Wales
'Cause I got more bars
Em
than four million jails
And I'm holding a twelve
Bm
gangsta'
You lames aim at your brain
Em
Leave your membrane
rearranged
If you don't think I'm the truth,
Bm
you retarded
Em
Record labels get the bidding wars started
Verse 3
Em
Like I said nigga
I'ma see ya when I'm five
times platinum
Bm
I'ma keep it short and simple
Em
Two realest websites on earth
Bm
nigga
Holla'
Ya boy
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