Smoke (Interlude): accordi di
Greg Blackman
Greg Blackman
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Tonalità: E minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Cm

Uh,
Dm
Dm

me and my niggas tryna get it
Eb
Eb

Get that house lick,
Ab
Ab

tell me is you with it, ya bitch
Gm
Gm

Home invasion, what's persuasive?
Eb
Eb

From nine to five, I know it's vacant,
Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

ya bitch
Dm
Dm

Dreams of livin' life like rappers do
Eb
Eb

Ab
Ab

Back when condom rappers wasn't cool
I fucked Shireen and went to
Ddim
Ddim

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Dm

tell my bros
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Gm

Then that Shireen man,
Cm
Cm

let it burn, came on
Dm
Dm

Hot sauce all in, I talk rhymin', ya bitch
Eb
Eb

Park the car, then we start rhymin',
Ab
Ab

ya bitch
The only thing we had to
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Dm

free our mind
Gm
Gm

Then freeze that verse
Eb
Eb

Cm
Cm

when we see dollar signs
Dm
Dm

You lookin' like an easy come up, ya bitch
Eb
Eb

A silver spoon,
Ab
Ab

I know you come from, bitch
And that's a lifestyle that
Gm
Gm

we never knew
Go at it, reppin' for the revenue
Cm
Cm

Go Halle Berry or Hallelujah
Dm
Dm

Pick your poison,
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
Dm
Dm

Bb
Bb

But the one in front of
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Gm

Eb
Eb

the gun lives forever
Cm
Cm

The one in front of
the gun lives forever
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

An d I've been hustlin' all day
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

This a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways
Gm
Gm

Just to say
Dm
Dm

Money trees is the perfect
Gm
Gm

place for shadin'
Cm
Cm

That's just how I feel
Nah, nah
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Eight dollar mic just fuckin' main,
bitch
Ab
Ab

That's just how I feel
Nah, a dollar might,
Gm
Gm

say fuck the niggas that
you gang with,
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

that's just how I feel
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch,
Ab
Ab

that's just how I feel
Gm
Gm

Nah, a dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich,
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

that's just how I feel
Dm
Dm

Dreams of living life like rappers do
Eb
Eb

Ab
Ab

Bump that new E40 after school
Gm
Gm

You know big ballin' with my homies
Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

Bro Stephens had us
Cm
Cm

thinkin' rational
Dm
Dm

Back to reality, we poor, ya bitch
Eb
Eb

Ain't nothin' casualty at war, ya bitch
Ab
Ab

Two bullets in my uncle
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Tony's head
Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bitch
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

That Louie's burgers nev
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Dm
Dm

er be the same
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

A Louie belt'll never ease that pain
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

But I'ma purchase when
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

that day is jerkin'
Gm
Gm

Pull off at churches with
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Bb

Cm
Cm

Pirelli skirtin'
Dm
Dm

Gang signs out the window, ya bish
Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

Hop in' all of em' offend you, ya bish
Dm
Dm

They say your hood is a pot of gold
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

And we gon' crash it when
Gm
Gm

nobody's home
Cm
Cm

Holla baron, or holla dude
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Pick your poison, tell me what you do
Ab
Ab

Everybody gon' respect the shooter
Gm
Gm

But the one in front of the gun
Cm
Cm

lives forever
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

An d I've been hustlin' all day,
Ab
Ab

this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways,
just to say
Gm
Gm

Money trees is the perfect place for shade
Cm
Cm

And that's just how I feel, nah, nah
Dm
Dm

A dollar might just fuck
Eb
Eb

your main bitch
Ab
Ab

That's just how I feel, nah
Gm
Gm

A dollar might say fuck them niggas
that you came with
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

That's just how I feel, nah, nah
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

A dollar might just make
that lane switch
Ab
Ab

That's just how I feel, nah
Gm
Gm

A dollar might turn to a million
and we all rich
Cm
Cm

That's just how I feel
Be the last one out to get this dough
Dm
Dm

No way, love one of your
Eb
Eb

fucking head and hoes
Ab
Ab

No way, hit the streets,
then we break the code
Gm
Gm

No way, get to breaks when they on patrol
Eb
Eb

Cm
Cm

No way, be the last one
out to get the stove
Dm
Dm

No way, love one of you
Eb
Eb

bucket -headed hoes
Ab
Ab

No way, hit the streets,
then we break the code
F
F

Gm
Gm

No way, get to breaks when they on patrol
Cm
Cm

No way Magic rock up in them
projects with them niggas
Dm
Dm

Pick your pockets, Santa Claus,
Gm
Gm

don't miss them stockings
Liquor spilling, pistols popping,
Cm
Cm

baking soda
Gm
Gm

Ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

My homeboy just domed a n***a
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

I just hope the Lord forgive him
Cm
Cm

Pops with cocaine residue
Every day I'm hustlin'
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

What else is a thug to do
When you eatin' cheese from
the government?
Cm
Cm

Gotta provide for my dawg and them
Get the f*** up out my way, b***h
Dm
Dm

Bb
Bb

Got that drum and I got them bands
Eb
Eb

Bb
Bb

Just like a parade, b***h
Cm
Cm

Drop that work up in the bushes
Hope them boys don't see my stache
Dm
Dm

If they do, tell the truth
Eb
Eb

It's the last time you might see my ass
Ab
Ab

From the gardens where
the grass ain't cut
Them serpents lurkin', blood
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Bitches sellin' pussy,
Gm
Gm

niggas sellin' drugs,
but it's all good
Cm
Cm

Broken promises, still you're watchin',
tell you what time it is
Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

Take your J's and tell you to
Cm
Cm

kick it where a Foot Locker is
In the streets with a heater
Dm
Dm

under my dungarees
Dreams of me gettin'
Gm
Gm

shaded under a money
Cm
Cm

They me Halle Berry or Halle Louie
Dm
Dm

Pick your poison,
Eb
Eb

Ab
Ab

tell me what you do
Everybody go respect the shooter
Gm
Gm

But the one in front of the
Cm
Cm

gun lives forever
The one in front of the gun, forever
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

And I've been hustlin' all day
This a way, better way
Ab
Ab

Through canals and
alleyways just to say
Gm
Gm

Money trees is the perfect place for shade
And that's just how I feel
Kendrick, just bring my car back, man
I called in for another appointment
I figured you wasn't gonna be
back here on time anyway
Look, shit, shit,
I just wanna get out the house, man
This man is on one, he feeling good,
and a motherfucker.
Shit, I'm trying to get my
thing going too.
I'm going to another house,
just bring my car back.
Shit, he made it, he feeling good.
Listen to him.
See, he has health.
Shit, he ain't even tripping off
them dominoes no more.
Just bring the car back.
Did somebody say dominoes?

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