I'm So On: accordi di
Max Minelli
Max Minelli

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Tonalità: F minor
Verse 1
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Ah bruh, jiggle late for my niggas
in the build right chill
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and my niggas in the MFB
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under the tree to the south side,
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backwoods shit, yeah, look, that's that boy, see, uh,
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cause I'm so on, look, here go the, squat back, squat zone,
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nigga never slip instead
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And sleepin' with my nights on
Got jobs, sleepin' with the lights on
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Jettin' back to the lab,
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I gotta make another fight song
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Like, stop lookin' at me hard,
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nigga, say that then
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What you wanna do your third thing?
Play that then
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What you come and stole a brick?
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Let me weigh that then
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Put the money on the couch,
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nigga, pay that then
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And stop testin' my nerves,
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cause they that then
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Niggas mad at the game,
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cause they can't win
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Somebody gotta lose,
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so I blues the block
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Test us, get whooped out
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your shoes and socks
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And when you come back,
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wipe the frown off your face
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Cause I'm drinkin' with thugs,
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and they clown off the tapes
I'm the sick man, spit man,
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rap game hit man
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This is gangsta shit, man I'm so on,
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I'll let you get a thang
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For little or nothin' and gon'
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charge it to the gang
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I'm so on, I couldn't see
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me bein' average
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So I decided I'ma be a savage
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I'm so on, I don't care
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who the thank you be
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You want that five,
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gotta get it from me, nigga,
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cause I'm so on
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On your chips and your whip set,
chop that chrome
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Got me feelin' like I'm so on
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Sev en hundred dollar dice game,
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pimpin' the wrist
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Shoot the bin, bet the ten,
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nigga, me and Lachris
Since I was little,
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all I wanted was to be in the mix
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I'm a neighborhood legend,
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bumpin' me and my bitch
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I got the game from Lowe's,
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beats from Russ and Hal
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In my block,
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gave me everything I speak and rap
Slide across a Cadillac
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backseat with Gats
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I'm a ghetto Harlem Flamer,
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nigga, peep my stats
Catch the cup with Max
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while I cover the basics
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50 big faces for rockin' the Matrix
I'm the bar from beyond
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and there ain't no nigga this cold
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I'm the sickest and there
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ain't no sicker
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than my Nelly the Great from Section 8
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To a knot that'll crack the collection plate
I could help ya hurt ya,
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love and nurture everything I say
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I'm with the block, gay birthda
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I'll let you get a thang
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For little or nothing, nigga,
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I charge it to the gang I'm so on
I couldn't see me being average
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So I decided I'ma be a savage
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I'm so on
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I don't care who you think you be
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You want that five,
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gotta get it from me, nigga,
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cause I'm so on
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On your chips and your whipset,
chop that chrome
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Got me feeling like I'm so on
I'm still on the same block
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and living like a trooper
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Wait, if you test a nigga nerves,
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they'll shoot ya
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I ain't goin' for
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bullshit like I used to,
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let's get it together
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These motherfuckers better
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do what I tell em'
And they gon' get what I sell em'
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because I'm cold
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From 15 to 50 years old,
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they like that nigga broke
While the devil placing
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builds on a nigga's soul
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I'm like, damn it, standin' on the cut
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with my Air Max planted
Two inches in the dirt
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and them haters can't stand
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I grew up a brown gang,
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soaked it all up and ran it
You can stop me from going frantic,
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my eyes on the spout
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12 -gauge pump, sawed -off barrel
Burning rubber in a red Camaro
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Before I get the hour,
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I'm a student of Stephen Cowell
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And a nigga ain't gon' never say
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that they played me out
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Just let the DJ gon' fade me out
That's what I'm talkin'
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I'm so on, I'll let you get a thang
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For little or nothin' and gon'
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charge it to the gang
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I'm so on,
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I couldn't see me being average
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So I decided I'ma be a savage
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I'm so on,
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I don't care who you think you be
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You want that five,
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gotta get it from me, nigga
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Cause I'm so on,
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on your chips and your whipset
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Chop that chrome, got me feelin' like I'm
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so on
Outro 1
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