Tonalità: F minor
Verse 1
F
A
F
Hey,
A
hey, you gotta believe,
F
A
F
you gotta believe
A
F
I used to hit the kitchen lights
G#
F
Cockroaches everywhere,
hit the kitchen lights,
now it's marble floors everywhere
G#
A
Call the carpenter,
Am
A
the roof on the coop's gone
Am
A
Am
Give a fuck what he sold,
A
Am
I'm the troop home
E
A
F
Kitchen fumed up,
niggas jammin' Tupac
Get my Benny Honda's on,
workin' two pots
A
E
Baby need shoes,
G#
A
Am
partner need bail money
G#
Am
Bloodhound for the bread,
G#
Am
I just mail money
E
F
These niggas just right, I recollect
I'm Donald Trump in a white
tee and white ones
Am
E
A
E
G#
The conversation is money,
E
F
nigga, you won't see
A
F
Bang, bang, bang
A
You gotta believe, you gotta believe
F
He ain't never seen them pies
A
Talkin' so much white,
F
it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived in May
A
Cause so much paper,
it'll hurt your hands
F
I'm what the streets made me,
a product of my environment
A
F
Took what the streets gave me,
G#
F
product of my environment
G#
F
E
Now it's 28 inches on a
Am
G#
Am
brand new Hummer
G#
A
Tellin' you right now
Am
A
it's gon' be a cold summer
G#
F
G#
Blew the brains out the Chevy,
F
call it suicide
E
F
A
F
It's the way of life,
A
F
G#
that's how us young niggas ride
E
Am
Trap or die, I gave em hope
A
They waitin' on the sequel
Am
A
It's clear to see the boy
G#
Am
F
A
Jeezy do it for the people
F
Ayy, ayy, ayy
A
You gotta believe, you gotta believe
F
Ayy, you ain't never seen them pies
A
Talkin' so much white,
F
it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived it, man
A
Cuttin' so much paper,
it'll hurt your hands
G#
Let's get it
A
E
G#
I'm the author of the book
A
F
Yeah, genius wrote it
Dm
F
There's a message in my words
A
F
Am
You gotta de code it
A
I've seen it all
Am
A
G#
Every gram, every verb I spit the truth
Every noun, every verb
F
I never exaggerated
One line, one dime
E
F
G#
Never lied to the people
F
Not one time
G#
A
Am
G#
F
G#
E
Never, a hard head make a soft ass
Am
G#aug
G#
A
F
And hard white'll get you straight cash
A
F
Hey
Hey
A
You gotta believe, you gotta believe
F
Hey
You ain't never seen them pies
A
Talkin' so much white,
F
it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived it man,
A
cut so much paper,
I hurt your hands
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