Tom: F# minor
Verse 1
Bbm
Gb
"Ayy,
you want some of this shit?"
Bbm
"Naw, I don't want that shit"
Gb
"I don't give a fuck, I don't
play that shit
And I'm finna buss a cap on a nigga"
"Man, shut the fuck up
Bbm
Gb
Slow down, slow down, slow down
Bbm
You see that brick house right there?
When he come out just tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
Verse 2
Gb
Bbm
If there's beef cock
it and dump it
Eb
Db
Eb
The drama really means nothin' to me
Gb
I'll ride by and blow ya brains
out (brains out)
Bbm
There's no time to cock it,
Ab
no way you can stop it
Gb
When niggas run up on you with
F
them thangs out (thangs out)
Bbm
I do what I gotta do,
Db
I don't care I if get caught
Eb
Bbm
The DA can play this mother
Gb
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin',
homie I ain't playin'
F
Gb
Eb
Bbm
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
Db
Eb
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin',
Verse 3
Bbm
Keep thinkin' I'm candy,
'til ya fuckin' skull get popped
Gb
And ya brain jump out the top
F
like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
Bbm
In In In the hood summer time
Gb
Db
is the killin' season
Eb
Bbm
Gb
It's hot out this bitch that's a good
enough reason (woo)
Bbm
I've seen gangstas get religious
when they start bleedin'
F
Jesus help me," 'cause they as s leakin'
Bbm
When they window roll down
Gb
Eb
You can squeeze ya little hand
Bbm
And you can run for ya backup
Ab
Bbm
Gb
But them machine gun shells
gon' tear ya back up
F
Bbm
God's on ya side? Shit,
Eb
'Cause we gon' reload them clips
It's a fact, homie,
Bbm
you go against me ya fucked
Abm
Ab
I get the drop,
Gb
Bbm
if you can duck ya luckier than Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe 'cause
Db
you moved out the hood
Eb
'Cause ya mama still around,
Bbm
Gb
dog, and that ain't good
Bbm
If you was smart you'd be
shook of me
Ab
Gb
'Cause I'd get tired of lookin' for ya,
spray ya mama crib
Bbm
And let yo' ass look for me
Verse 4
Bbm
If there's beef cock it and dump it
Db
Eb
The drama really means nothin' to me
Gb
I'll ride by and blow ya brains
out (brains out)
Bbm
There's no time to cock it,
Ab
no way you can stop it
Gb
When niggas run up on you with
F
them thangs out (thangs out)
Bbm
I do what I gotta do,
Db
Bbm
Db
I don't care I if get caught
Eb
The DA can play this mother
Gb
I ain't playin', hear what I'm say in',
homie I ain't playin'
F
Bbm
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
Db
Eb
I ain't playin', hear what I'm say in',
Bbm
Gb
homie I ain't playin'
Verse 5
for you, nigga,
Ab
I can't wait to get to you
Gb
Behind that twinkle in yo' eyes
F
I can see the bitch in you
Bbm
Nigga, you know the streets talk
Db
Eb
So they'll be no white flags
Bbm
I got my back against the wind,
Ab
Bbm
I'm down to ride 'til the sun burn out
Ab
Gb
If I die today I'm happy
Bbm
See the shootouts that I'm
Eb
Bbm
Gb
Locked up I was in a box by myself
Bbm
Ab
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Gb
Now shit changed, motherfucker,
Bbm
I can hire some help
I done heard about the fifty
Db
grand you put in the hood
Eb
But ya shooter finna get shot,
Gb
it won't do him no good
Bbm
Ab
Bbm
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
Gb
If you survive ya bones'll still
F
fuckin' hurt when it rains
Bbm
Db
Oh, you a pro at playin' Battleship? Well,
this ain't the same
Eb
Little homie this is a whole
Gb
different type of war game
Bbm
See the losers end up in shackles
and motherfuckin' chains
Gb
Or laid out in the streets
Verse 6
cock it and dump it
Db
Eb
The drama really means nothin' to me
Gb
I'll ride by and blow ya brains
out (brains out)
Bbm
There's no time to cock it,
Ab
no way you can stop it
Gb
When niggas run up on you with
Bbm
F
them thang s out (thangs out)
Bbm
I do what I gotta do,
Db
I don't care I if get caught
Eb
The DA can play this mother
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin',
F
Bbm
F
Bbm
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
Db
Eb
I ain't playin', hear what I'm say in',
Verse 7
fights it's gunfire, boy,
Ab
Bbm
Ab
Gb
you get the best of me (you get the best of me)
F
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't
Bbm
go testin' me (go testin' me)
Db
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep
Eb
on blessin' me (blessin' me)
Bbm
Gb
Finna run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the
Bbm
recipe (recipe, recipe)
Verse 8
Bbm
Gb
Bbm
Yeah, haha, ayy Dre
Gb
Db
Got me feelin' real bulletproof up
Gb
'Cause the windows on my motherfuck
Bbm
in' Benz is bulletproof, nigga
Gb
F
'Cause my motherfuckin' vest is bulletproof,
Bbm
nigga
Db
Gb
'Cause my motherfuckin' hat is bulletproof,
Gb
Eb
nigga
Gb
But the Doc said if I get hit I might
Bbm
get a fuckin' concussion
Gb
But better that then a hole in the head right,
nigga? Hahahaha
Bbm
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