Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
Dum- dum, da- da- da- da- dum,
dum- dum
da- da- da- da- dum, dum- dum
Bb
On the latest roll with my
Z- Ro you ready ha,
Rock yeah you dropping that hot shit
Ab
You really dropping that hot shit ha,
Bb
Hear what you gonna sing for this one,
come on
Verse 2
Cm
(Z- Ro)
Three liter big red, got diluted nines fed
Able to make a bitch,
wanna suck my naked head
Ab
I get fly when I wanna,
graduated from corners
Eb
Bb
cause your pussy marinated my sauna
Cm
If you capping I ain't tripping,
cause I really don't need you
Prolly say your pussy gon be beat up,
and having a seizure
Fm
Prime Co. communication
And radio stations,
Eb
Bb
got us in regular rotation
Cm
Cause the guns unloaded,
lot of heads got exploded
Destined to be the throwdesf, if
I'm properly promoted
Ab
Sewed it up like a sweater,
Fm
financial back or go- getter
Then through your vest chest,
Bb
with the talons in my baretta
Cm
Stay one step ahead of,
my competition they better
Fly down from overseas sign down,
and get to chumping for cheddar
if you ain't know now you know
Fm
From Ridgemont 4 to Akapoko, I'm
Bb
gripping grain in my flame
Verse 3
Cm
(Hook)
Sunday morning pulling out my bitch,
I'm looking good
Ab
Fm
Nothing but diamonds around neck and around my wrist,
Cm
Doubles breasted tailor made,
I'm 'Sacci'd down to the flo'
if you step on my wing tipped shoe
Fm
Bb
Cause I'ma just go buy me some mo',
Cm
(what it is what it is)
Verse 4
(Papa Reu) Rolly on me wrist,
Cm
Sansun me wrist band
20 inch rims, on me suspension
Fm
and not forge my stun- a
Dressed everyday,
Bb
in the latest fashion look
Cm
Boys the enemy, best respect the man
Listen to me, know it's rule number one
Ab
No buster ain't right,
we told the game plan
Fm
Bb
You do, you better and
change the wrist band
Cm
The way me flow, my retaliation
So listen to me boy understand,
understand
Ab
It's a bezeled out wrist,
and that I wear everyday
Bb
the Presidential Rolly
like a ton of ice on the tray
And the price start- a,
my choice to lose security
Ab
If you don't believe me,
Bb
I know she saw it, from 'Poko miles away
Cm
Interlude 1
Ab
Fm
Bb
Cm
Ab
Fm
Bb
Verse 5
Cm
(Hook)
(Z- Ro)
Pull up to my bump, as I let it recline
13's easy five screens,
it ain't no fucking with mine
Ab
They think I'm fucking with nine,
but I multiplied it by fo'
Bb
but I decided to throw my bitch on the 4's
Cm
The bubble- eyed Mazaratti, on
a mission to meet Scotty
With bullets for your body,
cause I'm living like Gotti
Ab
Pistol grip and a beam,
plus a murdering team
Fm
Cash rule everything me,
Eb
Bb
that there ain't nothing but green
Cm
Jumping in and out of line,
moving slow as I wanna
Smoking reefer bending corners,
on 20 inch Yokohama
Ab
Cause these niggaz be hating me,
when I be crawling down
Fm
So I'm like Paul Bugsy with a infrared,
Bb
cause these niggaz be falling down
Cm
Steady yelling out timber,
from the first dance January down to the last dance
December better remember,
put a big shell casing up in you
Ab
Make you weak like SWV, when
Fm
I shine and grind like E.S.G
Eb
But I gotta get love like the Big Steve,
Bb
Cm
Ab
Fm
throwed in the game like that
Bb
Cm
P-
Ab
Fm
A-
Bb
Cm
T
(Hook) (*talking*)
Verse 6
ha
Bb
You know so we keeping it real,
Fm
Ab
yeah
Bb
Southside, Southside ha
How you mean,
Papa Reu, my boy Z- Ro
You know Rock with another hit
Ha- ha, you know he here
with another hit
Ha- ha yeah, yeah- yeah
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