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