Tonalità: Db major
Verse 1
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"Want to see the world,
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ain't scared to do it
Even if, your shocked by it
C
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Me and you, lost when you do it
By myself, better off bein' you"
Verse 2
G
Smoke cess nigga,
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G
F
smokin' that A.K
G
F
G
Norther lights, yeah.. stick 'em!
D
G
Uh, ahhh, baby, you know it like a poet,
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baby doll
G
F
G
Yeah, yeah, crooked letter in, uh uh,
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S.I., better
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F
known as the crooked letter I
Verse 3
Come on! Self service
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G
Y'all know me since '93, now
let that weed burn
Back in this bitch, class dismissed,
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it's the return
D
Of the super sperm,
G
game over, lose a turn
D
Takes a germ to kill a germ,
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when will y'all killas learn
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F
G
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Your only as good as your last hit
D
Soon as you put them auto
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matics on safety that's it
D
I calm them bastards,
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I call them ratchets
Till you blasted,
till y'all come ashes to ashes
We make classic, huh,
G
D
bring you a rougher sound
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D
G
You either up or down,
F
don't get that ass kicked
Verse 4
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Ya'll niggaz fuck around,
G
F
y'all only tough around
The crowds, scared to bust a round,
don't get that ass kicked
D
F
D
What part of the game is this?
I came to break bread,
G
F
evidently y'all killas came to bitch, nigga
G
So, whose the whipped nigga,
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don't even trip, nigga
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G
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Some say they pull trigga, I
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think they bullshitter
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I just begun to fight,
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if mommy like daddy talk
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F
Then daddy might get him some tonight
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Give me, my limelight, give me,
my five mics
Give me, some weed and
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F
a light to get my mind right
D
Is he,
Verse 5
the illest M.C.,
F#m
C#m
F#m
D
to ever play the tough city
To find out it'll cost
A
F#m
you bout a buck fifty
Across your face swiftly,
D
my after taste shitty
F#m
Whose built by New Yitty, whose
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milked like two titties
F
G
And I ain't even got to say my name
D
I got this duck wit her legs up like,
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"say my name, trick"
D
You think it's all a game,
G
D
like pussy all the same
G
I'm speakin' toilet slang,
D
F
not seakin' hall of fame
It's raw, sushi,
D
G
stain in your drawers, dooky
Quarter a Lucy,
F
quarter more for a groupie
Verse 6
D
That like to pop snoopy,
think she gon' pop coochie
F
D
Just 'cause you got Gucci, don't
F
mean you not hoochie
D
G
Girl, I tell it like a T- I- N
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G
Ain't no other kids eatin'
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till I feed my kids
G
Trick, oh, you ain't crushin', sister,
I can't do nothin' wit you
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My money's celebate, honey,
and we ain't fuckin' wit you
G
I do it for the nookie, some
say I'm too pushy
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Only thing better than pussy,
that's some new pussy
G
There that go, looky,
it's gettin' ugly even
With niggaz so broke,
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they couldn't spend a lovely even
Verse 7
Yeah, that's it
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Yeah, Method Man has just left the
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muthafuckin' building
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