90059: accordi di
Jay Rock
Jay Rock

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Tonalità: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
C#m
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Took my mind on this road, you too
C#m
I took my mind on this road,
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way through
C#m
C#
A
I take your mind on this road, you do
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C#m
I took my mind on this road,
A
way through
C#m
A
I don't know why niggas
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A
keep fucking with me
These streets make it so
C#m
A
hard to breathe
C#m
C#
High s and my lows
Look both ways,
where I'm supposed to go
C#m
C#
Ah, shit, get out my pocket
The stench from the smoke
A
could smell so ferocious
C#m
Winos in the alley,
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nearly slumped over
Demons in they eyes, glassy,
C#m
no Folgers
C#
Wake up sober, kill you for a cold one
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Snotty nosed rascals, big ratchet toters
C#m
Give it up slowly, click,
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clack, it's over
Something like Velcro, stay
attached to corners
C#m
Hood rats plotting,
riding for the blue cheese
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All for the Gram, grams and a new weave
C#
C#m
All they gotta spend expands,
C#
and some loose knees
Niggas taking chances,
tip- toeing with two P's
C#m
No one's a simp,
C#
weak or strong they do bleed
Candle light vigils,
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closure if they do leave
C#m
C#
Bullets have a name defined
by different calibers
Concrete jungle,
beware of different challengers
C#m
Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags
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and catheters
Play your cards right or
be scratching off them calendars
A
C#m
A
C#
I don't know why niggas keep
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fucking with me
C#m
These streets make it so hard to breathe
Highs and my lows
C#
Look both ways,
C#m
where I'm supposed to go
C#
Ah, shit, get out my block
These waters are murky,
A
crocodiles they lurking
C#m
Murder rate merging,
C#
up and down virgins
Guess you gotta play street
C#m
versions of a surgeon
Keep beat bursting,
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closing down all your curtains
When shit don't go right,
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gotta question your purpose
C#m
Denim with them serpents coming
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back to surface
C#m
EBT, zero balance, worthless
You either leave in limousines
C#
or them hearses
Too much bad blood,
A
another problem emerges
C#m
You started the problem you motherfucking
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deserved it
Politicking, a lot of liquor,
that be the answer
C#m
They Marlboro, trying to trick them,
E
C#m
C#
they be the cancer
Gotta get that loose change,
A
C#m
you gotta kick a nigga brain
Like your name Liu Kang,
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that be the mantra
Stop, look, listen,
that's the words to live by
C#m
Know you gotta stake your claim,
C#
like a rib- eye
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90059, nigga, here's why
C#
Fm
C#
I don't know why nig
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C#
gas keep fucking with me
These streets make it so hard to breathe
D#
B#
Highs and my lows
Look both ways,
C#
where I'm supposed to go
Fm
C#
Fm
C#
Ah, shit,
D#
C#
B#
get out my pocket
C#
C#m
C#
C#m
A force from the rap game my nigga,
this ain't a circus
C#
There's no Ringling Brothers,
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no Barnum and Bailey
C#m
Clowned ass niggas get marked out daily,
trucked out lately
C#
Bitch niggas get they hat brought to them,
you don't communicate
C#m
Well hands and the gat talk to you,
C#
what's the convo?
Don't think fast,
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you end up getting a combo
Think situations is calm,
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then they bomb though
Sleeping in the bando,
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it's either death or jail
C#m
Something you never planned for,
C#
dreaming about Lambos
Wake up shivering,
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pillow next to a lamppost
C#m
Straight up out the motherfuckin'
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crockpot it's Watts
One stops leave you with dope,
socks is not boxed
C#m
C#
No rats, re- rock that got
them all losing weight
Got all they teeth shot but
got a sweet spot
Gotta call up Dr. Dre just for the Detox
A
All of this in one zip code,
keep the streets hot
C#
Fm
C#
I don't know why niggas
keep fucking with me
These streets make it so hard to breathe
D#
Highs and my lows
B#
Look both ways,
C#
where I'm supposed to go
Fm
C#
Ah, shit, get out my pocket
Outro 1
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