Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
03
Purple Summer
B
Ron- Ron do that shit
Em
We ridin', we ridin',
Verse 2
we ridin', we ridin'
Em
I'ma lay a nigga down,
four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs, I
got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang,
B
a hundred shell cases hit the ground
Em
There go the peoples at the door, be
quiet, don't make a sound
Verse 3
Em
Throw your hood up for who put up and who restin'
in peace
Sellin' water to the Mexicans,
we don't have a beef
Marijuana, I been blessing niggas with OT
B
Em
And when you sellin' kilos,
gotta stay lowkey
I got homies sharin' baby mamas,
rollin' the weed
Purple Summer,
03 the new 400 Degreez
I feel like Ron- Ron the Producer
just like Manny to me
B
Em
Fuck them evil ass bitches steady
passin' the weed
What you need bitch? you
need a project nigga
Drummer Gang shit,
everybody pullin' triggers
Enemies might fuck your bitch
B
and lock up with your sister
Em
I'ma be the first real nigga with a Fisker
Don't trust her, don't trust shit
He swear he mafia but he be
on some fuck shit
I might shoot you from a
B
rental or a bucket
Em
Hate on niggas, when you see 'em,
switch the subject
Tired of rappers tryna hit the
B
hood and take a pic
Em
Wanna come out to the jungle
B
and not get bit
Em
The other day I hit sweet lady
B
Bsus4
B
with that donkey dick
Em
Don't you pop it bitch,
fuck it, pop that pussy
Fuck it, smokin' cookies,
B
fuck central booking
Em
When 03 be in the projects,
B
Bsus4
everybody looking
B
Em
Never nook it, they can't wait 'til
B
nigga's life get tooken
Em
I'm from where my peoples crazy
and the cops is crooked
Verse 4
Em
I'ma lay a nigga down,
four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs,
I got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang, a hundred shell
cases hit the ground
There go the peoples at the door, be
quiet, don't make a sound
Verse 5
Em
B
Be quiet, tonight is the night
Em
that we ride
Pull up in the hood and
see choppers inside
You need a project nigga
Be quiet,
tonight is the night that we ride
Pull up in the hood and see choppers inside
B
Em
Be quiet, all of my Drummers,
they be firin'
Verse 6
Em
I'ma lay a nigga down,
four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs, I
got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang,
a hundred shell cases hit the ground
There go the peoples at the door, be
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quiet, don't make a sound
Em
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