Tom: F minor
Intro 1
Em
B
Em
B
Em
B
Em
B
Verse 1
B
likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's start the process of elimination
Em
This dedication is for niggas
with the green buddha
six-shooter to your suit coolers
Em
Now how this feel? Cold
B
black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead gon'
be your last meal
Em
Say your prayers, say your graces
B
Pieces of your face is found in
a hundred different places
Em
Huh, so what we lookin' like? We tryin'
B
to see some hoes to fuck tonight
And you just tryin to see the afterlife
Em
Make a decision before
we have a head-on collision
Makin' me spend the rest
of my life in prison
Em
See I can only play the cards
I was given
B
Multiplication division whatever
you got to break mines off
Em
like the U.S. government did to Microsoft
B
Like Xzibit in some pussy with
the lights turned off
Verse 2
It's like
Em
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
Verse 3
have you huggin' on the street now
Em
Niggas keep askin' me how does it feel
B
How does what feel? Not havin'
to scrape for a meal?
Em
Not being locked down to
a fucked up deal?
B
The biggest man in Los Angeles
is not Shaquille
Em
We had to reinvent the wheel,
draft new blueprints
spent HALF what you spent
Em
Then sent the rest to my people to invest wit it
B
Custom fitted, if you want it nigga,
come and get it
Em
And I suggest you bring a million
Split it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
Em
I ain't gon' stop 'til everybody's
B
shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot,
X mark the spot
Em
with an infrared to your head,
left for dead
B
Fuck the feds, flee the country then
grow some dreads (ya mon)
Em
I suggest you keep your distance,
B
for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the next solar system,
Verse 4
B
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
have you huggin' on the street now
Verse 5
Em
Strike one, when a nigga talkin
shit with his hands
B
Strike two, gettin' caught in the wrong
place with your pants down
Em
Strike three, tryin' to fuck
with the D-O-double-G
B
D-are-E, or or or or or or any
of my Alkaholik family
Em
Huh, Xzibit turn your vital
signs to a straight line
and bark at the same time
Em
Restless, rugged, never relaxed
motherfuckers backs like tax
Em
Baseball bats and breaks
upside of your head
swoll off water and bread
Em
I got this, retaliation,
B
for any situation I'm facin'
And leave the stage with a standin' ovation,
Verse 6
it's like
Em
I'm just livin' to fulfill my dreams
the best of things
Em
None of y'all can't take shit from me
B
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free
Em
So I'ma ride 'til the wheels fall off
B
while all the rest get weak and go soft
Em
Your petite style, can get you beat down
have you huggin' on the street now
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