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