Tom: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm on fire
like the tip of a blunt
A
cashing checks like you do
G
on the first of the month
Bm
sittin back
twistin up a fat sack
Em
of that bomb weed
D
young brown and dangerous
Em
ag gressive & hungry
Bm
hi power is a motherfucking army
salute to the general
Am
G
the one that's known as criminal
Bm
still on the billboards
Em
coming with the sickest flows
D
still breaking pounds
Em
on the motherfucking digital
Bm
they know the name
the heard about em
talk about em
I bring the music that
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the cd stores sold out of
Bm
they know the movement so bad
they know the label
D
them young hispanics
Em
they left the west coast disabled
Bm
it's hi- power till the day i die
fuck a record contract
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they said this shit was a way of life
Bm
and i ain't talking about no papers
Em
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I'm talking about loyalty ese
Em
with middle fingers to the haters
Bm
playa haters & investigators
Em
stay the fuck up out of the way
Bm
Am
running on that chevrolet
G
believe i let them balas spray
Bm
hands up in the air
Em
like it was a robbery
D
still stacking
Em
no matter the economy
Verse 2
Bm
We steady risen
Em
still representin
Bm
toking a blunt
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before i finish my sentence
Bm
these haters dissed in the past
Em
but now they beg for forgiveness
D
some of us wished they would left
Em
they see us begging and wishing
Bm
that i would spit a on that shit
maybe do a hook for em
A
no love for these busters
Am
G
criminal straight ignores em
Bm
then i scape to the back
with a blunt of that dank
D
give a fuck what you think
Em
steady risen in the blaze
Bm
in this west coat latin rap
steady risen let's toast
and bow to the label
Am
G
that's known to represent most
Bm
haha now take a look at the shelves
D
how does it feel?
Em
Then take a look at your sales
Bm
with your sorry ass music
and your sorry ass life
in your sorry ass clothes
G
fools crying on the mic
Bm
than they calling on my cell
Em
tryin to cry on my shoulders
D
let it be known
Em
you get no love from the soldiers
Bm
so save your call levas
and save your texts
A
and the fans will figure shit
G
so just save your breath
Bm
come step
Em
than you're playing with death
D
i smash motherfuckers ese
Em
so watch your step
Verse 3
Bm
And any motherfucking rider
roll over to this cat
A
on the way to benihanas
with the rhug & tec
G
Bm
growing up since a youngsta
yeah i knew them vets
Em
D
and they schooled me right
Em
so I do my best
Bm
I gotta be honest
I almost lost my motivation
A
cause the game is full of snakes
G
and the shit was getting tasteless
Bm
but the weak fell off
and the wackness was replaced
D
with the new motivation
Em
so I throw it in they face
Bm
some new shit
only the strong survive
I proved it
and death before dishonor
Am
G
came and left haters clueless
Bm
since i was a youngsta
I had love for this music
D
and now i thank god
Em
that i have a chance to do this
Bm
travel around the world
make money for my new shit
fans going crazy
A
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every time I drop a new hit
Bm
rappers rap & talk about ballin'
Em
but i do this
D
blue & white diamonds
Em
on my motherfucking new shit
Bm
catch me drinking pisto with my kids
at the dodger game
in this latin rap game
A
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toss me in the hall of fame
Bm
I got love for my homies
Em
no tolerance for lames
D
Em
with a bad attitude
Bm
back the fuck up
Em
with your wack ass low budget half ass
Bm
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sorry ass little cracker jack trash
Bm
I take this shit to the bank
with my stacks
D
and tell the world don't trip
Em
the assassin is back ese
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