Tonalità: G major•
Intro 1
Am
Em
Am
D
They havin' a n***a like Sus
Verse 1
G
Am
pect 1, fuck the dumb
I straight up dumped this bitch in the
river after shootin' her with a gun
So, um, life is too short,
give me a new pour
Even though I don't smoke, I have
to feel my luck show
Because, I think they gonna
try to hit me with that rope
But yeah, I can give two
fucks about the popo
If they kill me, we goin' out fightin',
I gives a fuck
And if they try to strap me to a
D
chair, don't think I will run
Am
Pause, dyin' is hard, so
I'ma die hard
Livin' a life, I'm robbin' and stealin',
I'm doin' a fuckin' killin'
You never had a life like me
I never went to school, but shootin' craps,
learnin' numbers at the age three
But I was just stuck in this environment,
I failed at applications, guess what?
I know when to hide, man
So
I'ma go insane on your niggas
and your punk bitches
D
Who's tryna get me for my riches
Am
I need a job, but you won't give me one
So I decided to rob,
and started havin' fun
And then I dip, dip, dabber,
I had to fuckin' grab her
Purse from this old bitch,
I knew there was a snitch close her ass
So I just had to go for what I knew and what I
knew was just to grab the purse and be out, fool
Oh, there goes the popo,
I backtracked my trail
Listenin' to this old heifer
D
Am
bitch holla and yell
That's what she scream,
but listen to the sounds of the pops from my 9 milli
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
I couldn't help myself,
my finger was planted on to the trigger
I figure, whoever I rob should be a
victim of a 180 second murder
D
She wasn't shit, so why should she
Am
go to heaven whenever?
Who cares now? I'd suspect one
I got a gun and from the coppers on the run
But nowhere to go,
I'm trapped, by the void
But I'm a sick nigga,
so I still jet, I'm ghost
G
I'll be on that ass,
Am
I'm the chucker under the house
Even though I'm bigger,
had to turn into a mouse
So I just fell asleep,
I woke up early in the morning
7 .30
AM, my niggas started yawnin'
But I was real safe, I made it through the run
A murderer on the run, but now my
face is on the wall
Suspect 1, damn
They got a nigga on the run
State pen is where I'm headed,
lifetime for havin' fun
Damn, they got a nigga on the run
The reason that I kill at will,
because I feel red
Run, it was so fun, it was so fun
State pen is where I'm headed,
D
lifetime for havin' fun
G
Am
Run, they got a nigga on the run
The reason that I kill,
that's real, because I feel real
Now see, I'm all in the cut -up,
Em
the nigga got a facelift
Am
I bit off my fingertips so
there won't be no fingerprints
But now I see my face
is on the fuckin' walls
Old school picture, I got a new look
This nigga never been booked before
So I'm havin' a player role
My
ID said
Dola
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Mike, gray hair, 65 years old
Am
And of course, I'm havin' to buy a cane
I'm havin' a pimp -ass walker
with a gangster mac
Slay!
And no one knew me from, did it?
It was a new motherfucker in the
Am
My body was young,
my face was on, but check
Jacked it and stopped them, huh?
And damn,
I think I fucked around and slipped
They seen me runnin' from the po -po,
D
hittin' fences and trees and shit
Of course I made it safe
Just like the fuckin' old days,
went back to the spot to sack some yay
Hey, I clicked on the tube
America's most wanted on the
TV, 8 o 'clock on
Channel 2
Ooh, but I didn't trip,
I kept sackin' my yank
Not trippin' off, I'm showin' my face
But they, they had to fuck around
And came up with my old
school picture somehow
G
Am
It's just plain neat, sittin' up on the
TV
I'm kinda nervous,
cause I know the whole world sees me
But I'm cool, I'm not actin' suspicious
Kept sackin' up some yayin',
had some cookin' in my kitchen
G
Did I mention,
Am
I also had a closet full of weapons
Big weapons,
the kinda weapons keep your fuckin' chest in
I win, cause I'm a damn fugitive,
D
and the only way to live is to kill and we'll feel
G
Am
Cause that's how it is,
that's how it's done
Still on the run, continue next take, part two,
suspect one
They got a nigga on the run
State pen is where I'm headed,
lifetime for having fun
Damn
They got a nigga on the run
Doing the type of shit to make
a grip like a pimp with ten thous
It was so fun, it was so fun
State pen is where I'm headed,
D
lifetime for having fun
G
Am
They got a nigga on the run
Puttin' a barrel to your head,
pullin' the trigger of a gun
It was so fun, it was so fun
Doin' the type of shit to
make a grip like a pimp
D
Am
But then how?
D
Am
you
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