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