Tonalità: F minor
Intro 1
Em
B
Em
B
Em
B
Em
B
Verse 1
Em
I was voted most
B
likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
Em
This dedication is for niggas
with the green buddha
six-shooter to your suit coolers
Em
Now how this feel? Cold
B
black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon'
be your last meal
Em
Say your prayers, say your graces
B
Pieces of your face is found in
a hundred different places
Em
Huh, so what we lookin' like? We tryin'
B
to see some hoes to fuck tonight
And you just tryin to see the afterlife
Em
Make a decision before
we have a head-on collision
Makin' me spend the rest
of my life in prison
Em
See I can only play the cards
I was given
B
Multiplication division whatever
you got to break mines off
Em
like the U.S. government did to Microsoft
B
Like Xzibit in some pussy with
the lights turned off
Verse 2
It's like
Em
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
B
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
B
My heat's loud,
Verse 3
have you huggin' on the street now
Em
Niggas keep askin' me how does it feel
B
How does what feel? Not havin'
to scrape for a meal?
Em
Not being locked down to
a fucked up deal?
B
The biggest man in Los Angeles
is not Shaquille
Em
We had to reinvent the wheel,
draft new blueprints
B
Made a whole album,
spent HALF what you spent
Em
Then sent the rest to my people to invest wit it
B
Custom fitted, if you want it nigga,
come and get it
Em
And I suggest you bring a million
B
niggas runnin' wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
Em
I ain't gon' stop 'til everybody's
B
shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot,
X mark the spot
Em
with an infrared to your head,
left for dead
B
Fuck the feds, flee the country then
grow some dreads (ya mon)
Em
I suggest you keep your distance,
B
for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the next solar system,
Em
motherfucker
Verse 4
B
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
B
My heat's loud,
have you huggin' on the street now
Verse 5
Em
Strike one, when a nigga talkin
shit with his hands
B
Strike two, gettin' caught in the wrong
place with your pants down
Em
Strike three, tryin' to fuck
with the D-O-double-G
B
D-are-E, or or or or or or any
of my Alkaholik family
Em
Huh, Xzibit turn your vital
signs to a straight line
B
Never seen a dog bite
and bark at the same time
Em
Restless, rugged, never relaxed
B
Permanently owe you
motherfuckers backs like tax
Em
Baseball bats and breaks
upside of your head
B
Homey still gettin'
swoll off water and bread
Em
I got this, retaliation,
B
for any situation I'm facin'
And leave the stage with a standin' ovation,
Verse 6
it's like
Em
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
B
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
B
My heat's loud,
have you huggin' on the street now
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