Tom: Eb major
Verse 1
D
F
Bm
D
I gotta get out the game, I gotta get out the game, I gotta get out the game,
F
D
Bm
D
F
Em
Bm
D
F
Bm
D
I'm slanging a cane
F
D
Bm
D
F
Em
Bm
D
F
Fm
I try to get out, but I can't stop,
F
D
F
Fm
I knock on wood and pray I don't get popped
Bm
D
The cops made a bust,
F
so my dope I had to chew it
Bm
D
F
I almost blew it, damn that was close
Bm
D
F
So I relocated to another post
Bm
D
I can't get caught,
Fm
I've been to jail too many times
Bm
D
Can't get a legit job,
D
Fm
if you gate me I'll catch you
F
Bm
D
And two weeks later,
F
they'll find you floatin' in a bayou
Fm
Bm
D
Your fam ily, cryin', aww,
Bm
D
You've been laid in muddy water,
eaten by crawdads
Bm
D
Dm
His posse found out it was me,
Bm
D
A bunch of pussies,
ain't fit to come fuck with me
F
D
Go spit out half a storm
D
Do it mafia style and kill all
these fuckin' mamas
D
F
collectin' a bankroll
Bm
D
You fuck me and I shoot you,
F
then submit to your ankles
D
F
Course I got a rep for takin' no shit, bitch
D
Bm
D
A serial killer,
sucker you can't fuck with
Bm
D
Dm
F
And hoes love a dope man with money
Bm
D
But all they get is this black pipe,
C#
cause I ain't no dummy
Fm
Bm
They talk a brother while he up,
D
F
and diss him when he down
Bm
D
That's why I come in they ass,
Bm
D
No weather's the game's end,
F
D
Bitch get out my face,
F
I'll pull your hand by your boots
Dm
D
Your boyfriend owe me money,
F
D
if you love him better tell him
I want my motherfucking shit before I kill him
F
I gotta get out the game, I gotta get out the game,
D
Dm
F
I gotta get out the game, I'm slingin' a cane
D
I've got to get out the game,
Dm
D
I've got to get out the game
Bm
D
F
I've got to get out from slinging motherfucking cane
E
Bm
D
F
Bm
D
Dm
F
D
F
Bm
D
F
E
Bm
Fuck getting out,
D
F
my reputation is stocked
Bm
D
If my money ain't legit,
F
your momma's heart gets ripped off
Bm
D
Come short, one rock, ah man,
F
Bm
nah, you finna die, bitch
D
F
It ain't funny, you think I'm a ho
Bm
D
3 -5 -7 to your head,
F
why you ain't laughin' no more?
Dm
D
Nah, it's too late, bitch,
Dm
Fm
look what you did
D
Now here's a... to your head
F
Fm
Bm
D
It takes 852 jail
C#
Fm
cells to hold me
Bm
D
This nip, ah fuck,
F
Bm
I'ma diss you
A
D
C#
Bm
Uzi in my hand, the family gon' miss you
E
Bm
D
I ain't the one to be fucked with
F
Bm
D
Nine millimeter hollow point
cap in your ass, bitch
That crooked cop,
F
he must think that I'm soft
Bm
D
I might start by shootin' up his
D
Dm
F
Got a kilo in my trunk with some lead
D
C#
Fm
scope aimed at a cop's head
F
D
C#
Niggas geekin' and kids geekin' too
Fm
Bm
Just say no
D
Bm
Bitch, fuck you
Fm
F
D
Got them bitches in my bed
Fm
with they pussy wide open
F
D
F
A nigga snitched, he fucked my connection,
Bm
D
C#
Bm
they found parts of his daddy's head in every direction
D
Here come the jump out boys,
F
Bm
let em jump out
I'll get the
D
C#
Fm
Uzi, don't be, you get the pump out
F
D
An d let's blast in the dark
D
C#
D
36 crooked cops just died inside a park
Bm
D
Gotta get out the game,
Bm
D
I gotta get out the game,
Dm
F
I'm slinging a cane
D
I gotta get out the game,
D
F
I'm slangin' motherfuckin' game
Em
Bm
D
I gotta get out the game,
Bm
D
I gotta get out the game,
D
I gotta get out the game,
I gotta get out the game
D
F
I'm slangin' motherfuckin' game
Em
D
Creepin' down the street of
MLK just the other day
Bm
D
F
Faggo that nigga who owe me money again
F
so he bailed down the street
Bm
D
Cause he know his ass finna get beat
Bm
D
Over the head with the lead of a gun
Teach him don't run
Bm
D
That's the way a nigga be
C#
Fm
Swingin' it off of you
F
Bm
Stun your myth
Hit the bat
And the cat
Watch his gut splat
Fuckin' that stat
Bm
D
Keep my finger on the trigger
Steady watchin' my stash
Cash
F
Cause cops be watchin' my black ass
on another brother
And I'm serious
You're the motherfucker
Bm
D
Yo brother
Get the motherfuckin' scope
Got it
20 niggas croak,
D
takin' no shit while I'm slangin'
D
Gank me, they find your motherfuckin'
lil' girl's throat hangin'
Bm
D
Drug -related killings, cops don't bother
D
16 died from the hands of the
Godfather
D
Now you know I ain't down for braggin'
call the meat wagon
Bm
D
You'll die fuckin' with my dope
Bm
D
Like that nigga they found dead,
Fm
bleedin' with his neck broke
D
Slang it, gang, you can never fail
But me and
D
Dopey, I'll sell your ass in hell, bitch
O que você achou da música?
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesD F Bm Em Fm...
Acordes populares ao redor do mundo
Acordes e tablaturas mais tocados pelos usuários
Adicionado recentemente
Acordes e tablaturas adicionados recentemente