Tonalità: F minor
Verse 1
Am
People got to have money
F
Am
(Gangsta)
F
Just like that
(Just like that)
Am
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
F
Couple pounds of brown
E
(Pounds of brown)
Am
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things
F
E
they call shoppas
Am
See I was raised in the slums
Verse 2
But niggas tote guns distribute and run
F
Watch out on the one and one
E
Am
servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but
they scared to come
F
Leavin' they family in danger
Am
just to play in the sun
Verse 3
Am
Nigga, we did what you done
and what you talkin' about
F
Like droppin' drugs up out of town
Am
and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause
it's over and out
F
That's how it is when
you exposed in the south
E
Am
See
Verse 4
Am
All I need is big guns on the side of me
F
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Am
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to
Am
ride with me
(Hey, hey)
Verse 5
Am
is big guns on the side of me
F
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Am
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to ride
Verse 6
(Hey, hey, hey)
Am
The reenactment of my first murda
F
With no remorse and no feelin's
Am
Hell, 'cause I ain't even
know this nigga
The shit was deep I
couldn't just let it go
F
While I was shootin'
'bout my money
Am
Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
Verse 7
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
F
Went in with them stunnas, came
Am
out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka
F
jumpin' thumpin'
Am
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
F
I still got 'em,
Am
that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch,
F
this is how I feel 'bout ya
Am
I asked him out but now his momma
'bout to hear about him
Verse 8
Am
I'm from the era of the
goodfellas, you know
F
Am
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin'
Murph and them
F
Am
Murph dropped the top on the bird,
that nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
F
Let's see that's way before them
E
Am
E
Bama- ass hammers and loaves
Am
F
That's in the days when
Am
the ave was jumpin'
F
Every
Verse 9
nigga was gettin' money
Am
Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
F
A new game a different thang and a
Am
whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money
Every time,
F
goddammit I'll say it every time
Betta call us murderers
Am
All I need
Verse 10
is big guns on
F
the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and
Am
a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to ride
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 11
Am
F
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Am
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to
Am
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 12
Am
The boy think he gettin' paid,
jumpin' out
F
Squeezin' AK's, on
the ground they lay
E
Am
That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's,
snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
F
Them killed my dogg,
Am
hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit,
got SK's with extra clips
F
Holla "killer head",
Am
E
and make them bitches flip the script
Verse 13
Am
Cut it back to light,
G#
Am
fake the left, rip the right
F
Am
F
Them feel my eyes,
Am
these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side,
raise it up squeeze that thang
F
Am
Went "bang, bang" till their
muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin',
F
Am
ain't gon' be no hit or miss
Verse 14
Am
F
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Am
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches
that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to ride
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 15
Am
F
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Am
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
F
How many niggas down to ride
(Hey, hey, hey)
F
Verse 16
Am
Money
(Gangsta)
F
Am
Just like that
(Just like that)
F
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of brown
Am
(Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
F
Fo' or five of them big
things they call shoppas
E
Am
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