Tom: E minor
Intro 1
Am
G
F
E
Am
G
F
E
Verse 1
Verse 2
F
Am
E
Ain't nothin' left for him to be
G
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 3
F
So he's gonna be
E
Am
A straight thug
G
Am
His mama was a G And daddy was a G
Verse 4
F
E
But nothin' left for him to be
Verse 5
But a thug
Am
This is a story bout a
F
Who's mama was a whore and his
E
Am
daddy was a drug dealer
G
Ridin' 'round the corner from
'em was the spot
E
They sold weed, lace, base,
G
His role model was an older nigga Who kept a
Verse 6
F
wad of hundreds 'cause
E
he had a whole lot of money
F
E
Miami niggas was really
Verse 7
tryin' to put it down
Am
G
That's back when the pimp
E
That next year crack cocaine came out
Am
G
And it all started in the suburbs
F
E
But only rich folks could afford to go
Verse 8
and smoke that good dope
Am
And yo they used to call
it free- base
E
But when it made it to my block,
Am
me and my boys called it Crack Rock
G
We used to cook it up and bag
it up and sell 'em
F
E
Nickels and dimes to any bitch
Verse 9
that was buyin'
E
Am
A straight thug
G
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Verse 10
F
E
Nothin' left for him to be
G
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 11
F
So he's gonna be
Verse 12
Daddy was a G
E
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 13
But a thug
Am
G
And when he first hit middle school
F
He was a typical, ordinary,
Am
Around the time eighth
F
E
He had done made up his mind,
Verse 14
a nigga can't lay down now
Am
G
His first job, he was a watch out
F
E
He had to scream one time every time
the cops hit the block
Am
G
We used to call him Bo
Brown
F
'Cause when he came around,
E
close shop nigga, shut it down
Verse 15
Am
G
Them lil' two- hundreds
F
That was a lot of money for a young nigga
E
sittin' 'round not doin' nothin'
Am
Plus his mama had a newborn
F
from an old nigga out the hood
E
Am
Who don't do shit for him
Verse 16
Am
They go another bill, another mouth to feed
Oh well,
E
Am
yo a nigga couldn't stop there
G
He gotta keep food in his crib
Verse 17
comin' back home
Am
G
Now just imagine the role of
a thirteen year old
Am
Who playin' head of his household,
Am
But then again I sup pose
F
E
You already know how the shit go
Verse 18
Verse 19
F
E
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 20
But a thug
Verse 21
Daddy was a G
F
E
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 22
Am
He advanced from watch out man to lieutenant
And he control the whole operation
F
But it's kinda different 'cause he's dealin'
E
with some stiff competition
Verse 23
Am
G
And everybody wants to be buddies
F
All of a sudden friends but then
E
again all they see is money
Am
G
And he ain't never too flashy wit it
F
E
Not into cars and jewels,
Verse 24
just nice clothes and new shoes
Am
Half of the money went
F
But the other half, you know,
E
the kid had to keep it stashed
Am
But it's kinda hard to hide
E
But it's worse bein' a dope but none
Verse 25
of this shit's worth dying for
Am
But when it comes to livin',
F
Am
money's nothin'
G
Am
Bein' dead is free now tell me, what
would you rather be?
G
Don't tell me, tell it to your child
F
E
Make your talk worthwhile and the rest,
Verse 26
he'll figure it out
Verse 27
Daddy was a G
F
E
Nothin' left for him to be
Am
G
But a thug
Verse 28
F
E
Nigga forced into this shit, damn
Verse 29
Over and over again
E
Am
A straight thug
G
Am
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Verse 30
F
E
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 31
But a thug
E
Am
A straight thug
Verse 32
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
F
Nothin' left for him to be
E
Am
But a
thug
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