Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
Ebm
B
Just saw an alien saucer ap
Ebm
proaching from the sky
B
Cm
Radio contact has been attempted
Ebm
but cannot be established
Ab
B
Ebm
Instructions are to prepare for an
B
attack by an un known enemy
Cm
Huh
Verse 2
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Yeah
Db
Huh
Ebm
Uh
Verse 3
B
Ebm
B
Ebm
B
Ebm
Ab
Cm
Ab
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
Cm
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker,
Ab
"Fetch"
Cm
I'm fuckin' her good,
Ab
she got her legs on my neck
Cm
I get pussy, mouth and ass,
Db
call that bitch triple threat
Ebm
Eb
When I was in jail,
Ebm
B
she let me call her collect
Ebm
But if she get greedy,
Eb
Ebm
B
I'ma starve her to death
Ebm
B
Top down, it's upset
Ebm
Eb
Been fucking the world and nigga,
Ebm
Ab
I ain't come yet
Cm
Ab
You fuck with me wrong,
Cm
Ab
I knock your head off your neck
Cm
Ab
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
Cm
Ab
The guns are drawn and I
ain't talkin' 'bout a sketch
Cm
Db
I pay these niggas with a reality check
Ebm
Prepare for the worst but
B
still praying for the be st
Ebm
Eb
This game is a bitch, I got my
Ebm
B
hand up her dress
Ebm
The money don't sleep,
B
so Weezy can't rest
Ebm
Eb
An AK47 is my fucking address, huh
Cm
Ab
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 4
lied
Cm
Ab
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Cm
Ab
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
I got a chopper in the car
Db
Ebm
Yeah, load up the choppers
B
Ebm
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
B
niggas where it hurts
Ebm
If I die today,
B
remember me like John Lennon
Ebm
Buried in Louis,
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Ab
Big black nigga
Verse 5
and an icy watch
Ebm
Shoes on the coupe,
Ab
Ebm
that got a Nike shop
Count the profits,
Ab
Ebm
you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Ab
Ebm
Grindin' in my Jordans, kick them off,
they might be hot (huh)
Bb
Swish, I'm swimmin' in a
B
Ebm
yellow bitch (boss)
Bb
In the red 911,
B
Ebm
lookin' devilish (haha)
Bb
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
Ebm
down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til
Cm
he got hit the fifth time
Ab
Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
Cm
Make it come back even harder
Ab
Cm
than before (yeah)
Baby, I'm the only one that
Ab
Cm
paid your car note (Rozay)
Well connected,
got killers off in Chicago (huh)
Ab
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 6
lied
Cm
Ab
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Cm
Ab
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Cm
Ab
Cm
I got a chopper in the car
Ab
Ebm
Yeah, load up the choppers
B
Ebm
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
B
niggas where it hurts
Ebm
If I die today,
B
remember me like John Lennon
Ebm
Buried in Louis,
Cm
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Ab
Talk stupid,
Verse 7
Cm
Ab
get your head popped
Cm
Ab
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Cm
Ab
Big B's, Red Sox
Cm
Ab
Ebm
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
You're fucking with a nigga
B
Ebm
who don't give a fuck
B
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
Ebm
Pussy niggas sweet,
B
Ebm
you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch,
Ab
Cm
she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain,
Ab
I don't need a piece
Cm
That banana clip,
Ab
Cm
let Chiquita speak
Ab
Cm
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B
Db
Ebm
Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch ass nigga,
B
pussy ass nigga
Ebm
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass,
B
nigga
Ebm
You know the rules,
B
kill 'em all and keep moving
Ebm
Ab
Cm
If I die today, it'd be a holiday, huh
Verse 8
Cm
Ab
I'm not a star, somebody lied
Cm
I got a chopper in the car,
Ab
so don't make it come alive (yeah)
Rip your ass apart,
then I pull myself together
Cm
Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, M, M, M, M,
Ab
Ebm
we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet,
B
the more that bitch gon' bang
Ebm
Red on the wall,
Bb
B
Ebm
Basquiat when I paint (yeah)
B
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch
Ebm
My first home invasion,
Ab
papi gave me forty bricks
Ebm
Son of a bitch,
Ab
Eb
Ab
then I made a great escape
Cm
Ain't it funny? Mama only
Eb
Ab
son be baking cakes
Cm
Pull up in the sleigh,
Ab
hop out like I'm Santa Claus
Cm
Niggas gather around, got gifts for each
Db
Ebm
and all of y'all (haha)
Take it home and let it bubble,
B
Ebm
that's the double up (yeah)
If you get in trouble,
B
Ebm
that just mean you fuckin' up (nigga)
It's a cold world,
B
Ebm
I need a bird to cuddle up (yeah)
I call the plays, motherfucker, huddle up
Verse 9
Ebm
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
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