Tonalità: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Dm
Gm
New York City!
(Hunger for More!)
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks
G- Unit!
Verse 2
Gm
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire!
Cm
Gm
Shorty take it off if it get too hot,
up in this spot
We on fire!
Tear the roof off this motherfucker,
light the roof on fire
Uh, nigga what you say?
Cm
Gm
We gettin' loose in this motherfucker,
light the roof on fire, fire, fire this (right?)
Verse 3
Gm
Nah, I ain't putting nothin' out,
I smoke when I wanna
26- inch chrome spokes
on the Hummer
This heat gon last for
the whole summer
Running your bitch faster than
Dm
Gm
the Road Runner
Rocks on my wrist, rolls gold under
Glocks on my hip,
those throw thunder
I'm buying diamond by the pier
But when you stop,
the only thing still spinning is your hair
Verse 4
Yeah, I'm riding with that all black snub
Gm
Raiders cap back, all black gloves
I'm '80s' man,
but the boy smack thugs
These record sales equal more back rubs
Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs
His impacts about as raw as crack was
Now all these new artists
getting wrong deals
Verse 5
I'm only 21, sitting on mills
Gm
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire!
Shorty take it off if it get too hot,
up in this spot
We on fire!
Tear the roof off this motherfucker,
light the roof on fire
Uh, nigga what you say?
Cm
Gm
We gettin' loose in this motherfucker,
Eb
light the roof on fire, fire, fire (ugh)
Verse 6
Gm
If you know anything about me,
then you know I'm a baller
If I don't hit the first night,
I ain't gon' call her
I'm trying to play,
you tryna have my daughter
But I can't blame her for what
her momma taught her
And I don't care bout what the next
nigga bought her
'Cause I ain't puttin' no
baguettes in her butter
Verse 7
Gm
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread,
Eb
Gm
but I ain't sparing a quarter
So cut the games ma,
let's go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass 'round,
back a nigga down
And I ain't bias when I'm riding
through the town
Like 'em small, like 'em tall,
like 'em black, like 'em brown
She gotta be able to come
when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
Bitch say something,
Verse 8
I ain't a mind reader
Gm
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire!
Shorty take it off if it get too hot,
up in this spot
Cm
We on fire!
Gm
Tear the roof off this motherfucker,
light the roof on fire
Uh, nigga what you say?
Cm
Gm
We gettin' loose in this motherfucker,
Outro 1
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Gm
Gm
Dm
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