Tom: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Am
C
Bm
A -oh, -oh, a -oh, a -oh
Em
Am
C
Bm
A -oh, a -o h...
Em
Am
C
Bm
Em
Am
C
Sookie,
Sookie,
Bm
Sookie
Em
Am
Unh, tried to drag away my pain,
Bm
They shot my n***a in his back,
Am
Might let my boot dry off while I roll up
C
Bm
My brother fightin' the charts,
but we don't fold up
Em
Am
My girl said she scared for
C
me, I just tell her pray for me
Bm
OG had to pay the lawyer
C
two of my n***a got the same number
Bm
Hard turn, cold n***a,
Em
with the game done, yeah
Wraith, the double
Bm
But mama, cause she work too hard,
Em
the doc say she need bed rest
C
I take you spots where they be sprayin' at
Bm
Where I lost my man's at,
sold my first
Am
Them goons get the drop on your spot
Bm
Fresh up out the gutter where they
Em
shootin' or throwin' hands at
C
never let them fuck your plans up
Bm
Motherfuck the cops and cracker
Em
shootin' us with our hands up
Am
Dope boy, might just pull up on
Em
don't get your vans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
Em
Bradley, build on a bitch and one
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learn from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same one
Am
Never wait for bitch to pose
C
a n***a when the rain come
Bm
When I'm choppin' bullets,
Em
rain, it'll stain somethin'
Am
Fuck around and I aim at
C
your kingdom
Bm
N****s ain't dumb, look
Em
Am
They tried to pass it off to them oth er n****s,
we ain't dumb
C
Bm
Real ones rep around the globe
where we came from
Em
Rouse and decide, I'm like,
C
He know his niggas dizzy,
Bm
get it shakin' like a paint can
Em
Know some niggas hatin' through
Am
the net on they fake ramps
Bm
they really be confused
Em
Cause they fans, pardon the fallin'
Am
C
Pardon me, darlin', I ball up along
Bm
In the bark of the garden, I'm haulin' bread
R &Us
Am
C
This thing of ours belong to us
It's all in trust,
Bm
chronic and foreign trucks
Em
Am
With all the feats, all our retreats
C
Jewelry, expensive feats,
Bm
Em
women wearin' the least
Am
Pose another selfie for the freaks
C
Rollin' up, the hottest thing,
Bm
Em
smokin' in the streets
Am
Dope boy, might just pull
C
up on you in a lamb truck
Em
don't give your mans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
Ball like I'm
Bm
Bradley
Em
Bill on a bitch and one
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learn from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same ones
Am
Never wave a bitch to hoes that leave
Bm
When I'm talkin' for this rain,
Sunday
Am
Tires wet like they black glass
C
Bm
Trunk to the front, motor in back,
you know it's fast
Em
Am
I could teach a class,
but that's too much gang
C
Bm
For me to land two semesters,
Em
you'll need so many life lessons
Am
You'll need to sit down for so
Bm
Them losses that I took
was really blessed
Em
Am
Above my shoulders, my sharpest weapon
Smith &
Wesson, killin' beats an
Bm
d bring them checks in
Em
I done turned into a bill collector
Am
I bought an office space,
C
Bm
I'm waitin' on the building inspector
Em
Get these permits, these licenses,
Am
then it's back to ballin' out and buyin' shit
C
Bm
I always knew I'd be rich,
Em
ain't know which woman I would end up with
Am
Play it for life, bitch, I'd never quit
C
Bm
And on my trade first homeboys,
I would never switch
Em
Am
Uh, that's that sucker stuff,
that's not for us
Rolls
got a coupe in the truck
Am
boy, might just pull up on
Bm
Rule one, if you get caught,
Em
don't give your mans up
Am
We don't play no zones around this bitch,
Ball like I'm
Bm
Bradley
Em
Bill, load a bitch and one
C
that's the shit we came from
Bm
Learned from my pop mistakes,
Em
try not to make the same ones
Am
Never wait for bitch to moseley
Bm
When I'm top of bullets rain,
Em
Am
C
Bm
it'll stain some
Em
Am
C
Bm
Em
Am
You
C
Bm
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