Tom: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Cm
I'm talkin' 50s on the 20s,
100s on the 50s
Eb
Say the feds lookin' for me,
Cm
tell them pussies come get me
Fm
Say my trap goin' hard, nigga that's how
Gm
We push it, got killers in the trees,
and I got killers in the bushes
Cm
I'm a motherfuckin' hustler,
niggas can't stop it
Eb
Players hatin' like a motherfucker,
but they still coppin' Northern
heard I had money on my head
Gm
I'm ATM up all night, bitch,
so come and get your bread
Cm
I ain't hidin' from you lames,
and I ain't hidin' from the feds
Eb
DEA ran up in my spot,
Cm
had to give me back my bread
then the motherfucker thinkin'
it's out the game
Gm
Suckers put it up out my pocket,
nine thousand and some change
Cm
I ain't even bust a sweat,
see I be in them projects
and them foreign objects
Fm
Still waitin' for the drop,
I ain't hit the town yet
Ab
I'm still up , sky fallin',
Gm
I ain't comin' down yet
Cm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
Ab
But if you get caught in the lane,
Gm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Cm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Ab
Pussy, he ain't put no friends up
Gm
like he ain't gotta turn
Cm
Yeah, we dippin', we swangin',
blood crippin' and bangin'
Eb
We don't never switch,
gotta represent what you claimin'
fuck what them niggas thinkin'
Cm
one marble and you stankin'
Gm
Cm
What's sexy is how you get it,
make your scent right where you live it
Eb
Niggas trappin' out they house
even though them boys gon' hit it
Fm
But money, we gotta get it,
Gm
only fears bein' broke
Cm
And I ain't never gon' choke,
never gon' flip
I'ma be the realest nigga in it,
Eb
Cm
so I'm never gon' snip
Eb
Cm
Fm
Man up , pussy nigga,
gotta ride your own shit
Gm
You only get a couple fronts,
and then you buy your own brick
Cm
Me, I wash my own hands,
clean up my own spot
Eb
The reason they kill for me,
cause I feed my own block
Fm
When them coppers hit the corner,
them fiends yellin' the D
Ab
When enemies by the jacket,
Gm
boy, my killers don't squeak
Cm
Twenty pounds of that roof,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benz's, Couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' your name
Ab
But if you get caught in the lane,
Gm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Cm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Ab
Pussy, he ain't put no bread up
Gm
like he ain't got a turn
Cm
Check it, I've been around
since the brick game switched lanes
Eb
One spot for the bread,
the other spot to whip cane
Fm
Fully full of hollow tips,
give him hell, I make shit rain
Gm
Bloody murders over this money,
Used to play softball, now we playin' hard
Eb
Finally made it to the pros,
and yeah, we started in the yard
Fm
In a city full of tattoos,
bullet wounds, and scars
Gm
And all the dirt that we did
was just to prove who we are
Cm
So I can't fear death,
cause dyin' is unescapable
Eb
The whole world could be yours
if you tried and you're capable
Cm
Fm
Stuck to these streets
with this grind
Gm
O .T. out there catchin'
pies by the face full
Cm
Throwin' money on bitches
in cities where they playful
Eb
Floating on the cali back
of kush off some great boat
Fm
Bricks by the big rig,
choppers by the crate pool
Ab
Gm
Truce like Bishop so my
moms actin' hateful
Cm
20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
Ab
But if you get caught in the lane,
Gm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Cm
20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Eb
Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
Bb
Yeah you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
Ab
He said he ain't put no friends up
Gm
Cm
like he ain't got a turn
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