Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 1
Gm
Turn my music high, high,
Dm
high, higher
(You don't know what you're
Cm
doing, doing, doing)
Sure I do
Verse 2
Cm
I'm from the streets where the hood could
Gm
Cm
Gm
swallow 'em and
Bullets'll follow 'em and
There's so much coke that
F
Gm
you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
F
Gm
Bb
Gm
They say that we are prone to violence,
F
Gm
F
but it's home sweet home
Gm
Where personalities clash
and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down
F
Gm
like it's Wall Street, holmes
F
Gm
But this is worse than the Dow Jones,
Bb
your brains are now blown
Gm
All over that brown Brougham,
F
Gm
one slip, you are now gone
Welcome to Hell,
where you are welcome to sell
Bb
Gm
But when them shells come,
F
you better return 'em
Gm
F
Gm
All scars, we earn 'em
F
All cars, we learn 'em like
Gm
Bb
Gm
the back of our hand
We watch for cops hopping
F
Gm
out the back of vans
F
Gm
Wear a G on my chest,
F
Gm
Bb
I don't need Dapper Dan
Gm
This ain't a sewn outfit, holmes,
F
Gm
F
holmes is about it
Gm
Was clapping them flamers before
F
Gm
Bb
I became famous
Dm
For playing me,
Cm
y'all shall forever remain nameless (you don't know)
Verse 3
Cm
I am Hov (what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Gm
Sure I do
Verse 4
Gm
I tell you the difference between
F
me and them
Gm
They're trying to get their ones,
I'm trying to get them Ms
One million, two million,
F
Gm
F
three million, four
Gm
Cm
Gm
In just five years,
forty million more
You are now looking at the forty
F
Gm
F
million boy
Gm
I'm raping Def Jam 'til I'm
Bb
the hundred million man
Verse 5
Dm
Cm
R-O-C (you don't don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Verse 6
That's where you're wrong
Gm
I came into this motherfucker
F
Gm
F
hundred grand strong
Gm
Nine to be exact,
F
Gm
from grinding G-packs
Bb
Gm
Put Put this shit in motion,
F
Gm
ain't no rewinding me back
F
Gm
Could make forty off a brick,
but one rhyme could beat that
Bb
Gm
And if somebody woulda told 'em
F
Gm
F
that Hov would sell clothing
Gm
Not in this lifetime,
F
Gm
Bb
wasn't in my right mind
Gm
That's another difference that's
F
Gm
F
between me and them, ha
Gm
I smarten up,
Cm
Gm
open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with
F
Gm
the one I said before
F
Gm
You are now looking at
Bb
one smart black boy
Gm
Mama ain't raised no fool
F
Gm
Put me anywhere on God's
green earth
F
Gm
Bb
Dm
I'll triple my worth, motherfucker
Verse 7
Dm
Cm
I will not lose (you don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Put something on it
Verse 8
Gm
I sell ice in the winter,
F
Gm
F
I sell fire in Hell
Gm
I am a hustler, baby,
F
Gm
I'll sell water to a well
Bb
Gm
I was born to get cake,
F
Gm
F
Gm
move on and switch states
Cop the coupe with the roof
gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate,
F
Gm
F
Gm
never follow orders, dick face
Get your shit straight,
F
Gm
Bb
fucker, this is Big Jay
Verse 9
Dm
Cm
I, hahaha (you don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Gm
Cm
Will not lose, ever
Gm
Fucker
Outro 1
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