Tonalità: B minor
Verse 1
Dm
A
One, two
Gm
Check, one, two
Dm
One, two, who got more style than Son do?
A
Gm
Check, one, two
Verse 2
Dm
Yo, I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit
On a summer night,
Am
Gm
tight spot where bodies rot
Dm
Rats drink from water drops
in the streets, niggas
Little kids,
A
Gm
scared cops with red dots
Dm
Philosophical gangsta,
where violent priors
Goin' back like black and white
A
Gm
TV's with pliers
Dm
Leanin' on broke down
cars with flat tires
A
Flash iron on anybody tryin' on the
Gm
Dm
blocks I'm supplyin' on
Madicon, my peeps,
tie balloons up
Am
Then swallow 'em in the penal,
Gm
got goons, lots of 'em
Dm
Cops see them and run,
don't want no drama
A
Certain parts of the streets,
Gm
the beast don't want a part of
Dm
Martyr, hood haunted like the Dakota
Am
Where John Lennon was shot up,
Gm
but he sang for peace
Dm
He begged for freedom,
hanged with wild Jamicians
Am
From Kingston, who drink Irish Moss
Gm
Dm
Listenin' to Peter Winston,
Machintosh
Lightning hits the top
A
of the church steeple
Gm
When I'm writin',
G
Dm
semi-automatic no no hyphen
A
Gm
It's frightening
Verse 3
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
that murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
that murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit that
Gm
murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
that murderers move with
Verse 4
Dm
I take summers off 'cause
I love winter beef
A
Gm
Started '87 with the shotty in
the sheep
Dm
Three-quarter length length beige,
dressed to kill
A
Bust a shell at the ground,
Gm
pellets hit the crowd
Dm
Nobody like a snitch,
everybody shut they mouth
A
Gm
Woolrich, Carhart, gun powder stains
Dm
Smellin' like trees,
sensimille on the brain
A
Schemin' on ya girls,
Gm
bamboos on ya chain
Dm
Got ill up on the train, twistin' off a cap
A
Of a English in my vain,
G
Gm
might of pushed you on the tracks
Dm
Deaf crack fiends, who can't speak,
scream noises
'Cause she bought a jum of soap
Gm
Dm
from one of my boys, it's
Just another day in the hood
Am
And I'm, with some wild
Gm
brothers, up to no good
Dm
We saw the movies,
like Tony Montana, and 'em
Am
Gm
But our style was let them piled in,
Dm
we robbin 'em
Money dudes,
make 'em come up out they shoes
Run they jewels, word is bond,
Gm
G
while my man Nino gone
Dm
And I had to make a song
speakin' on my old life
Gm
For the thief's who come out at night
Verse 5
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
that murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Am
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
that murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable smooth shit that
Gm
murderers move with
Dm
The thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
A
Understandable smooth shit
Gm
Dm
that murderers move with
Verse 6
Dm
A
One, two
Gm
Dm
Check, one, two
Gm
Dm
One, two
Gm
Check, one, two
Dm
One, two, who got more style
than Son do?
A
G
Gm
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