Tom: F minor
Verse 1
Gm
F
Trying to live a life with
Desperado
Wherever he go
Born into a war
Wherever he go
Dm
Gm
Trouble will follow
Gotta accept the block with the game
Block with the aim
F
Eb
Pockets full of chains
Closets full of things
Pop you in your brain
Cm
Watch the block go insane
Dm
From the first to the fifth
Birth with the urge to flip
Slow it down to 9K,
body ready to pop
F
Eb
Somethin' hot up in a nigga,
Dm
simply playin' his spot
Cm
We grew up with no fathers,
Dm
we all wanna be the hardest
Gm
He got caught too many times,
can't beat the charges
Bb
Now we doin' more times than a little bit
Eb
And now another motherfucker
gotta raise his kid
it'll never be the same now
Bb
Niggas wanna bang now,
Eb
gotta learn the rules first
Cruisin' spurts from crime scenes,
Dm
We usin' the dirt, whatever it's worth
Gm
To the best of my advantage,
now we scannin' the
Earth
you lookin' at a crook in the mood
But whatever you wanna do,
I'll make trouble follow you
Gm
Act shuck, niggas are stuck,
the block is stale
Smack him once just to show him that the
Glock is real
Pac was here and
Yac was here
Nigga,
Storm and I was here, your child is here
Dm
Am
Desperado outlaws, we was born like that
Dm
Live an d die fast, nigga,
and it's on like that
Bb
Wanna live the life of
Dm
Gm
Trouble will follow
Bb
Tryna live the life of a
Eb
Deserado
Dm
Gm
Trouble will follow
All he wanted to be was a soldier,
F
but soldier
Eb
Slain voters, a cola, be a high roller
Cm
Got a chip on his shoulder,
Dm
cause his mom's is a smoker
Gm
And his father doin' time and post
with him, he feel like life is over
As he got older,
F
started slingin' cola, even
Eb
Doja still couldn't blow up
Dm
Cm
No money to fold up, so he roll up
Dm
This is a hold -up, ain't nothin' funny,
But still do nothin' move, but the money,
give it to me, n***a
Bb
Eb
Cause I'm hungry, uh, n***a,
no soul, chest is hollow
Cm
Heart cold, n***a, blast with the
Texan
Gm
Pour out liquor for the dead,
homies, bless the bottle
Cause he murder his victims
Bb
and he press the throttle
so that's grand theft auto
Cm
When it's murder in the first degree,
he shot him, so he got problems
Cm
In the getaway, driver is a snitch -ass lie
Who gon' testify to save his
own ass from the fire
Gm
Now you a twenty -fighter
lifer doin' time in
Rikers
Life is shitty like a dirty diaper
West
Coast so nobody like it and they ride
So we gotta roll the scrap
Shank somebody so now
You gotta be wiser,
livin' the life of a
Gm
Desperado
Cm
Dm
Gm
Wherever he goes, trouble will follow
Bb
Tryna live the life of a
Cm
Dm
Gm
Wherever he goes, trouble will follow
Bb
Tryna live a life with
Dm
Gm
trouble will follow
Bb
Tryna live a life with
Dm
Gm
Bb
Eb
trouble will follow
Cm
Gm
You
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