Tom: B minor
Verse 1
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
An d
the storm and the rain
Am
Dm
Through the stress and the strife
Am
Dm
It's LB Fam 4 Life
Verse 2
Am
[Mr. Cheeks] Since '86, man
we had
the streets hummin
Dm
Makin power moves and still slummin
For real, they better let
LB NYG, in front of green
Dm
Niggas started jackin from
the Knicks to the Lakers
Am
Us young niggas on mountain bikes,
bouncin wall downs
Dm
Burn the weed in the basement of
Am
your parents
Hookie parties was the best
Dm
They tought us niggas how to finesse
the fat fatty and the chest
Am
Now we into nickel bags,
Dm
dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
Am
We ask the S girls, the sags
Play cards for the mingles
Dm
Hit the avenue for the singles,
Yo we never knew who God is
Dm
Yo we ran with the hardest
there's no stoppin them
We risin from the bottom
The hot shit,
we droppin em
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 3
Dm
Am
Chorus
[J- Drama]
Dm
Am
Let's
Dm
Am
take it back to
'94, Lifestyles of the rich we were doin it
Dm
Made it to '97, on singles
still persuadin
Am
The flows got harder, hit you with "Love,
Now I can finally say my family is
feeling the happiness
Am
Even though we lost our brother
through the storm and rain
Dm
Keepin it real to my hood,
but now my hood is to blame
Am
Still striving is the struggle,
trying to hustle New York
Dm
I'm from Queens South Jamaica,
any street that I walk
Am
LB Fam, JnJ and Queens Most son
got me real close to my gun
relievin all the stress that's left
Dm
Told you in the chorus,
it's LB Fam to the death
Am
Why not, J- Drama, J- you- G- G now,
Dm
Mike D now, year 2G you gonna see now
Am
2 to 3 now, at the key now, placin D now
Dm
And at the top of the charts,
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
is where we gonna be now
Chorus
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 4
Dm
[Jugga]
Dm
livin in mellow and live in the ghetto
From Lindon to Bellow,
and rebuildin in Trestle
affelious mellow to ignorant echo
Dm
With gun shots, plenty of fenny,
Am
each year spillin more henny and mary
Shout out 5 shuckin in the rock,
Yea the whole south city
Am
I got the ghetto in me,
Livin this movie script life
Hear me, ain't no way outta hood,
Am
but can't shoot like Penny
Dm
Block party, park jam and when
the rain and lights go out
We got the generators
Am
Go home on the three illa,
mikey whippin 'cause he illa
Dm
Move the bike, kill ya butt,
baisley palm is familiar
Am
Now you don't wanna go to
You might see the mack and feel the 11
Am
Now you wanna catch the soprano,
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
now the foes the bitch
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Outro 1
Chorus
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
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