Tonalità: D minor
Verse 1
Ebm
B
Come on, come on rap dudes,
Ebm
let's rap rap dudes
Yeah, yeah,
A
Ebm
come on motherfucka, yeah I gave ya a hour, nigga
But now I want my shit back,
bring it to ya ass, Fizzy Wo Mack, L.A.
B
I'm a continue to bring it to ya
Ebm
ass, motherfucka
Verse 2
Ebm
Welcome me back bitch nigga,
it's the rapper dude
(Slash)
No actor dude, snap a dude
(Brownsville)
You listen to gun shots pop,
it's murder capitol
We all for one boy,
where them young boys clappin' you
Verse 3
Ebm
And thugs hold the fort down tight,
they bust back at you
Another nigga drop,
tryin' to stop drug traffic dude
Be- Boy's employed decoys
just to trap a fool
Any and every individual this
can happen too
Verse 4
Ebm
We move on niggas,
rip two's on niggas
'cause ain't no tellin'
Abm
what them fellas about
Ebm
I remain in the cut,
comprehendin' ya doubts
Back up off me,
soft me, spit ten then I'm out
Verse 5
Ebm
Silly motherfuckas gettin' carried away
But they fuck around with Fame
and get carried away
'cause I'm a nigga of the Earth,
nigga of sea
Nigga of the sky, the Fire, M.O.P.
Verse 6
Ebm
I'm a front big Willie like
I'm runnin' this game
What I can play,
Gb
Ebm
Lil' Fame like a mothafucka
Say why ya rollin', I'm patrolin',
man God on steel
Who the fuck you think you are nigga?
Ron O'Neal?
(Fuck outta here)
Verse 7
Ebm
All I really need is respect,
that's what I'm mention for
(Bitch)
What you inchin' for,
what ya flinchin' fo'?
(Clack clack)
And when it jump off,
don't ask did he know
Verse 8
Ebm
Because he knows who the fuck I am, Fizzy Woe,
B
Ebm
Abm
B
magnificent baby
Ebm
Gb
Abm
Firing Squad, one of a kind nigga,
B
top of the line niggas
Ebm
Gb
Divine niggas illest, My niggas,
Abm
Ebm
B
Ebm
Gb
you know my steez nigga
Abm
B
You know my steez, M.O.P.,
Ebm
Gb
Fizzy Woe
Verse 9
Gb
Abm
Yo I'm a Brownsville native junior,
B
I'm talkin' born and raised
Gb
That's where we learn to let the pistol spark
Abm
B
bark and blaze
(First Family)
Gb
Suffer for days
Ebm
(Come on)
Gb
And we inheritin' them criminal ways
Abm
I sur vive
Verse 10
B
with a fist full of
hopes and dreams
Gb
And a hand full of niggas
that I call upon team
Abm
B
By the time I was thirteen
(Thirteen)
Gb
I got myself a 318 and startin'
makin' moves, baby
Verse 11
B
like I told ya boy,
Gb
my environment put me on front line
(Soldier Boy)
Abm
Ebm
Gb
Rapid fire the greatest of all time
We 'em dance,
Gb
waitin' for Shaq to get back
(Welcome home my nigga)
Verse 12
Gb
I done made plans,
Abm
B
96% of this world don't know I exist
Gb
That's why my point is gettin' missed
Abm
B
I walks with my brother Mike Sone,
as I stroll through the ghetto
Gb
Abm
And the sun is like the wind beneath my wings like zeros,
B
Gbm
Gb
nigga
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