Tom: Ab major•
Intro 1
Ab
Cb
E
Abm
Cb
Ab
Abm
Cb
Ab
Abm
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Ab
Abm
Cb
Ab
Cb
Workin' at Lucky's, tryin' to get
Verse 1
Cb
Cb
Ebm
Ab
But somehow the right way don't pay
Cb
I'm comin' home late every night,
Dbm
E
got a strugglin' fight
Ebm
Ab
With the bass heads on
the late -night hype
B
Tryin' to creep in the house,
do the cut for what?
E
Cb
So I won't be seen by
Cb
But the homie laid all spots for me
E
And said, yo, what's happenin'?
Cb
Db
No, you don't owe me no more,
Ab
went past me to Saturn
Cb
I said, aw, naw, it ain't like that,
E
B
I'm tryin' to go straight
D#m
G#
and have a J .O .B.
B
You need to quit that faggot -ass job,
Ebm
Ab
Show me his grip
and took some satin to the head
Cb
Him, that nigga had at least two jeans
E
B
D#m
And he was clockin',
E
so I'm headed in the house
B
G#
Everybody knocked out, so I'm locked out
E
where my homies is hangin' at
B
D#m
They offer me a cavvy sack
G#
so I can start slayin' that
B
They say, ain't no hustler,
C#m
E
I say, don't doubt it
B
G#
Hold that thought and I'll
B
E
think about it
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G#
B
I've been dreaming too long
E
G#
B
E
C#
G#
B
E
G#
B
D#m
G#
Since I was born and raised on the streets
E
D#m
and copped myself a sack
G#
B
From a double of 50 into a C, no stack
Within a week, but my P wasn't rich
E
B
I was gettin' too known
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on the north side of Long Beach
E
and I thought I heard her
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So I went to the hood, on 20th and Murph
B
I came up quick with some homies
E
that I knew from way, way back
B
G#
B
And then my sec, my baby was seven
D#m
G#
In other words, Daz had it goin' on
B
I bought myself a bucket,
E
that's right, a bucket, bitch
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G#
Who you fuckin'? My car or my dick?
B
My lifestyle switched a bit,
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And I told all my old bitches
good riddance
B
Cause when you got money,
B
D#m
And old hoes don't do nothing
G#
but cause some static, see
B
E
I went from caggis to gas brains to a fade
D#m
G#
I'm not special ed, but I had it made
B
Livin' the life, but we ballin' carefree
E
B
G#
Had bitches dyin' to sleep with me,
you see
E
from all the spendin' and gamblin'
D#m
G#
Business was gettin' slow,
and I wasn't handlin'
B
Mind the way that I was supposed to
E
B
Now I'm broken on the
B
E
The DPG gang, cause we scan this one, we broke,
D#m
we get the gongs in this game,
G#
we get to acting like sluts
B
E
D#m
G#
B
You've been too long, too long,
C#m
G#
too long
B
E
You've too long, too long, too long,
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G#
G#m
B
too long
E
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B
C#m
This night I had a dream,
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felt so good, it had to be
B
C#m
Me and my homies were getting paid,
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man I'm glad we had it made
B
C#m
Some homies wanna roll with me,
C#
some homies claim insanity
G#
B
Dbm
Db
but you can best believe this
E
B
Damn, I'm on another
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G#
mission to get paid
B
Serve what I can serve, right?
C#
C#m
So my pockets will stack up
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G#
Nigga, don't trip, nigga, back up, hold up
B
I gots to react off the first
E
B
impulse I find
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But my momma thinks I should
take my time
G#m
B
And work for mines
E
B
But how much work would it take?
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G#
And how much money would I make,
wait?
I gotta think about
E
B
But I ain't got that much time,
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minds when a nigga out the house
B
I ain't gettin' no younger,
B
D#m
I'm only thinkin' bout
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And the fact that I'm out to get paid twice
E
got no slang to pull a heist
D#m
Jack , I break mother
E
Now what should I do, just chill
B
D#m
When it's time to peel caps
E
so I maintain folded salary
D#m
G#
And my mentality's raw from the dope
D#m
Always down to squab,
B
I survive to 95 day after day
D#m
Making hits with DAZ to get
G#
B
E
B
paid
G#
G#m
B
C#m
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B
E
B
D#m
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B
I'm feeling too low, I'm feeling too
C#m
E
D#m
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B
E
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low
B
E
G#
B
E
G#
B
I can't take it to the limit, no
E
G#
I can't take the limit, no
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B
E
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