Tonalità: G# minor
Intro 1
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Em
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E
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Verse 1
E
Mommy told me never lie,
never cry, uh
Jah rushin' in peace,
he ain't never die, uh
Them niggas had the drop,
C
mommy ain't never sly, uh
D
My dog talk like he gangsta,
ain't never ride, uh
E
The ones closer do the most,
that's why I'm beefin' with my folks
My nigga Rell showed me the ropes,
I see the truth in all the joyous
C
Plenty winners with no coax,
our souls soaked, they had coke
D
Nigga told they had hope,
he overdosed from bad dope
E
Remember stealing from my queen,
I damn near turned into a fiend
Whole time I was a rapper,
shit ain't always what it seem
C
Never gave up on my dream,
can't a thing come in between
D
All these thirties in my system,
talking bout I'm on my dem
E
Y call me every time it's wreck,
y need to show me more respect
Get my younger check,
you gon' see him posted on your step
C
All the killers called collect,
when we shoot they all connect
Everybody slide,
D
niggas ain't put in the coffin yet
E
I give my praises to Allah,
these bullets gon' get
through to y 'all
We did it, but it's new to y 'all
They lyin', but it's true to y 'all
C
Tell the truth and all my racks
Hollow tips and all my gas
D
We was duffin' all the racks
I ran off with all my packs
E
God busy on me now
Now let my niggas hold the pound
Gave my bitch an eight
I told him, they rush in, you put him down
C
Let him have it, through the door
They put my niggas through the floor
D
Need to go ahead of everybody
When I slide, I shoot a whole
E
And we really shoot the score
We just over ease the pain
We don't got nothin' to lose
But we got everything to gain
Em
C
See my niggas switchin' up
I see my niggas bitchin' up
D
See niggas scared to take the risk,
you niggas tryna get rich or what?
E
I miss when everything was cool,
we was shooting, going to school
Told my homie I can't go to college,
she said you a fool
C
A killer, they say you the jewel,
you testified, you knew the rules
D
He got comfortable, I know he heard
that if he snooze, you lose
E
They told me leave the streets alone,
I really left the P's alone
Em
I'm in the car with killers,
talking to killers on speakerphone
C
Them niggas crushing in my hand,
I really slid without his hand
D
And I was really selling ten,
still sticking to the plan
E
Lost my brother, we was beefing,
I just wish that we was speaking
And I can't fuck with fast talkers
if niggas ain't Puerto Rican
C
My dad dead 15 years
and he ain't never shed a tear
D
Came home, give him money,
I just coach him on his gear
Em
See the coppers in the rear,
I got a chopper in his spear
Big ass rifle out the window
like we choppin' at a deer
C
I put Muji on the track,
my niggas lose me when they rap
D
This money got me feelin' big
like I got Coogee on my back
E
We fell victim to the church,
the hatin' shit, I'm just against
We all came up in the yard,
but niggas hopped over the fence
Em
C
And now we in the danger zone,
why you leave your banger home?
My brother got my back,
D
I got my gang,
E
C
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them days I ain't alone
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Em
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