The Wire (LP Version): accordi di
Mr. Cheeks
Mr. Cheeks

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Tonalità: D minor
Intro 1
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It's a new
Verse 1
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Ah, ah, yeah
Come on, man
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Diane's
Boyz, the label niggas
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Yeah
Oh, shit
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Yeah, they ain't light that up
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for you, look at them
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Okay, why not?
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Yeah
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Ayo, yeah
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They couldn't touch me with
a ten -foot pole, pole
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Pull out the billy bat, all of them roll, roll
They ain't crooks, man,
they fold like books, yeah
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Them fake niggas,
caught up on the hook shit
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Them shitey fuckers wanna get me
for the gittin' gittin'
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They all departed once the bullets
started spittin' spittin'
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And I ain't give a fuck who them
shits was hittin' hittin'
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Cause everybody up inside
the spot was shittin' on me
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They said I couldn't make it,
I proved them fuckers wrong
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I keep money, smoke guns,
and once again it's on
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Chill, kid, before I slap the shit out ya
Or better yet,
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before I slap the fuckin' kid out ya
Listen up, fuck what they talk about
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I need no security,
I'm not afraid to walk the route
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Let's put this music out,
and build this family up
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I got a bowl of trees as big
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as a stanley cup
Motherfuck
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Back in the game,
niggas bring the real shit
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Official teammates,
that's who I deals with
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Fam I bills with, let's get the dough now
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We got the skills, money, power,
and the know -how
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Straight movin' it,
Texas what we flirtin' with
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We do a thing in this head,
what you workin' with?
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Oh shit, the team's getting their love
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Party to this boy's face,
where's the rap drug till
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I...
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Niggas talking like they ready
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for the dry mills
You fuckers really need
to recognize that I'm skills
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Put that ass on, help you last long
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People say well you're
as good as your last song
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Well throw my shit on,
I stay with some new shit
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Fifteen bottles overhead,
that's how we do shit
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Clear them tables out,
freaks get the freakin' on
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We do this shit all weekend,
all weekend long
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Oh, he speakin' wrong?
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He'll get tooken care of
His shorty tried to warn him,
but yet he couldn't hear her
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She's duct taped up, he'll escape, what?
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This track we got for
him, layin' in the spy form
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It's that cat that runs with
the big boys
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Holdin' big guns, still pushin' big toys
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Crib lookin' shady, I hangs with the lady
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Why you up inside my town, man?
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Who fuck is payin'?
Ay yo, put the mic up louder, louder
Yeah, ay yeah
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We back in the game,
niggas bring the real shit
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Officially teammates,
that's what that deals with
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Pay my bills with, let's get the dough now
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We got the skills, money, power,
and the know -how
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Straight movin' it,
chicks is what we're flippin' with
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We do our thing up in this here,
what you workin' with?
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Aw shit, the team is gettin' the love
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Everybody's with us, boys make noise,
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the last drug dealer
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Aw shit, came with it,
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bag it up and stepped with it
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And what I did with it, choir
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that's kept with it
I runs with big niggas,
Queens official crack stars
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Something about them boys,
they only like black cars
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Tented out, smoke comes
out when they jump out
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You don't want us to pull what's
up in the trunk out
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Ho niggas, before me and
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my boy used to rap
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We used to fo' niggas, ho niggas, you know
Till the money comes,
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basically niggas know where we from
South
Jamaica,
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Queens slum, don't get it twisted
Them queens niggas get dope
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Some hustle, bust guns, some spit flow
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People no cheeks, no bullshitting
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Cheeks hitting in the party
with his boys
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Making noise and free -skitting
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Spaz out, let's represent and get bent
The message's been sent
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Yo, yeah
Let's get out, not try to tell it man
What you say cousin?
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Ayo, we back in the game,
niggas bring the real shit
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Official teammates,
guess what that deals with?
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Pay my bills with,
let's get the dough now
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We got the skills, money, power,
and the know -how
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Straight movin' it,
takes us what we flirtin' with
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We do our thing up in his head,
what you workin' with?
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Aw shit, the crew's gettin' the love
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Parties with his boys, makes noise,
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the rap drug dealer
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Thank

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