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