Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
(CashMoneyAP)
Dm
Am
F
Am
Dm
Am
(Chapo)
CashMoney, CashMoney, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
F
Long days up on the block,
G
Am
a nigga got a sun tan
I'm looking back upon my past,
a nigga came from nothin'
F
These niggas say they wanna blast me,
G
Am
but that Glocky on me
You run up on me, kill your bitch- ass,
then I'll shoot your homie
F
The way I'm feelin',
Am
I've been feelin' like a star
Dm
Need to slow down on the drugs,
Am
keep poppin' these bars
F
Am
I got about four cars up in the gar age
And I can't even drive,
but them bitches push start (ayy)
Pushin' straight,
G
backpack, choppa bullets, rat- a- tat
Am
Bad yellow bitch eatin' dick
Dm
Am
like a Rap Snack
Her pussy on fat- fat,
F
Am
you know I'ma hit that
She said she never had a orgasm,
Dm
I'ma fix that
Am
Bitch, I'm mar ried to the game,
I won't ever get a prenup
My bitch, she playing with my balls,
Dm
Am
call her Serena
I be beating the pussy up
F
Am
just like Ike did Tina
G
Am
She turned my dick white 'cause
Dm
that bitch was a creamer
Am
She off of X pills,
F
Am
Dm
Perkys, Roxys, and the Molly
Am
F
And I like the way she move her body
Am
She gave me head in the backseat
Dm
Am
of the Maserati
Verse 3
Am
F
Baby, ride me
Am
Dm
She like the way I ride the beat
Am
F
Ride me
Am
Dm
Am
Baby, get on top of me, yeah
Verse 4
You was at the school and
F
G
I was at the bank
Am
I be smoking opps and
Dm
you be smoking dank
Am
And, bitch, I keep a gun,
F
bitch, you keep a shank
G
Am
And you know that I'm a shooter,
Dm
that's how I got my name
Am
I got way too many bitches, mane,
F
it's looking like a pageant
Am
She can't speak no English,
Dm
Am
but that bitch, she call me daddy
Dm
Am
F
Just like a plane, if I see the oppositions,
then I'm crashing
Am
This chopper sang,
Dm
make him dance like that nigga Michael Jackson
Am
Ayy, I'm a glizzy toter,
G
like a notebook, I'ma fold her
Am
She was slurpin' on my dick like
she drinking on some soda
Dm
Am
That bitch, she love giving brain, yeah,
F
Am
you know that I control her
G
Am
She got a big ol' onion booty,
Dm
so I told her bend it over
Am
When I hit her from the back,
G
had that bitch screaming Crip
Am
'Cause when I get done she
Dm
Am
gon' walk with a limp
Dm
Am
Lotta niggas came with me
F
like the slaves on the ship
G
Am
And my trap going dumb,
Dm
doing acrobatic flips (ayy, uh)
Am
I got this Glocky up in
F
my pocket and I'ma pop it
Am
She popping molly, she off a molly,
Dm
she give me noggin
Am
I'm off a Roxy,
F
I'm codeine bopping, I'm codeine bopping
Am
The coldest nigga in the game so you
Dm
Am
know I'm never stopping
F
She drinking Hennessy
Am
Dm
She popping Xannies
Am
F
She always on her knees
Am
Dm
That's why her nigga can't stand me,
yeah, yeah
Verse 5
Am
Yeah, yeah
Uh, huh
Outro 1
Uh, huh (yeah, yeah)
F
G
Am
Dm
Am
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Am
Dm
Am
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Am
Dm
Am
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Am
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