Tom: D# minor
Verse 1
Cm
Cm
Adim
Edim
C
I inherited it, yeah, mix, I'm just saying though man,
I didn't boom out a man, a whole
Am
C
C
mountain of coke out here in this town thing man,
you feel me?
I'm just saying though,
you know what saying?
A
Bbdim
Edim
We fucking with it, I'm fucking with you man,
C
we keeping it lit man, I'm just saying though
Em
West
A
Coast man, that's in the best coast,
F#m
Em
tell your bitch about it
Then them niggas stole my bundle,
Em
C
Em
Lord, my killer niggas stuck up in the jungle
I ain't a punk,
you niggas wanna fuck, we can funk
F#m
I got my thing right here,
Em
I ain't runnin' to the trunk
Standin' in front the streets,
I shoot this shit up very weak
F#m
I bet don't nobody eat,
Em
you niggas stole no beef
Yeah, yeah, cause ain't no
hustlin' when it's hot
F#m
Em
If I plan and plot, you get kidnapped and got,
you might get shot
A
Fuck it with the style and believe me be
F#m
A
wild and post it on the island
Em
Yeah, right across the street from
Cyprus
A
Tell you to appear religious
Cyprus
I'm used to pull the nighters,
I'll be out when the sun go
A
Catch me with my workers on the
Yeah, said I'll be out when the sun go
F#m
Catch me with my workers on the
Ain't no ghetto blues,
it's something you can't ignore
A
Got me, got me going back
Em
C
Em
and forth to the store
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
A
Drink away my pain and smoke
And the ghetto blues is
somethin' you can't ignore
A
Got me, got me goin' back
Em
and forth to the store
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
A
Em
Drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
I'm the new reporter,
I'm just spreadin' the news
F#m
Sad songs from the hood
Em
C
give you ghetto blues
Duke for my shinin' day
Tryna find a way,
C
F#m
too many winin' night and cryin' day
Em
And I always say they tryna save me
I'm a lost cause, southpaw
Em
influenced by out laws
Witnessed everything,
I seen just about all
F#m
There is deceit in the seven seas
Em
Some believe, some doubt y 'all
G
A rebel searching for war, hostile
Em
F#m
C
Plus I was poor, hole in the roof
So it's a cup on the floor
G
Em
G
Drive by, girl shot right
in front of the store
F#m
Was humble and more,
Thunder the roar, I stumbled the floor
I got up and gathered myself
F#m
Em
And realized it didn't even
matter to help
Can't nobody care, can't nobody see
F#m
Em
We all stuck here, can't nobody be
In the ghetto blues,
it's somethin' you can't ignore
A
Got me, got me goin' back
Em
C
A
and forth to the store
Em
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
A
G
A
Drink away my pain and
In the ghetto blues,
it's somethin' you can't ignore
A
Em
Got me, got me goin' back
and forth to the store
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
First of all, I ain't no animal
Listen, we just adapted to
our habitat
F#m
Em
Contracted from a dab of crack
C
Now who know where they dad is at?
Em
I'm from where they grab and clap
And put it where you have them at
F#m
Pull it and you have to clap
Em
Or you the one that's taggin' rap
I know the boy fast and clever
Watch how that bastard rap
F#m
F#
Tell all tasks the facts
Em
Strike three, pass the bat
I'm still stashin' that
In my white tee where the gas is at
F#m
You get yours before you get mine
Em
Nigga, I can't rash in that
Listen to
Don
Brewe from the last of that
F#m
Em
We try and breathe but we gasping
C
That's the weed in the cancer pack
Em
Squeeze in this land of rash
Cheese got him playing with traps
F#m
Twin tower got on the stand
Em
And then the man collapsed
Pick a better plan perhaps
Make a letter there and we'll step
F#m
She was riding it out
F#
Em
Time passed and then it tripped and bam
I guess they say that time will tell
Will I be grinding?
F#
Yeah with something on my line
Em
An d then I'm firing before
they try and take it
Ghetto blues is something
they can't ignore
A
Got me, got me going back
Em
C
Em
and forth to the store
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
And the ghetto blues is
somethin' you can't ignore
A
Got me, got me goin' back
Em
and forth to the stores
Tryna drink away my pain and
smoke away my stress
A
Em
Drink away my pain and smoke
away my stress
Mackin' and stackin'
Yale, shady fresh outta jail
F#m
Cuttin' my rocks bigger to make
Em
Got cream for the fiends,
eat pills for the killers
F#m
It don't mean that we villains,
Em
cause we resort to drug dealing
Them crackers told me I
was convicted from the womb
F#m
I run with them killers and gangster
s, so I guess I'm doomed
Em
Consider me a mob figure,
Em
never had a job, nigga
Em
Unless a nigga paid me to
pull back the trigger
Reeling for four generations
Third generation,
I'm demonstrating a hungry nigga
Em
Raised in a dungeon, nigga,
I'm a prize representer
Zip a gorilla,
Em
I fuck with them realer niggas
Cliffy
Vogue,
Coke
Smoke,
Em
Young
Shae,
Beef
Folks,
Boobay,
Greedy,
Em
KD, we blowin' weed smoke
Got the ghetto blues,
Em
yeah I'm drinkin' and smokin'
And by the way, shit lookin', I ain't gon'
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