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