Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
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Gm
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Cm
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Gm
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Gm
Cm
Oh no,
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Gm
there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do'
Ab
Top fell out the drop,
Gm
Cm
crawling on 84's
Ab
Think of taking my slab,
My heat under my seat,
Cm
and I don't love you hoes
Ab
Gm
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Ab
Five percent or ten, but still my
Gm
Cm
screens goin' glow
Ab
These haters be in my mix,
Gm
and these boppers be on my dick
Ab
Every time I come round the corner
Verse 2
Cm
I'm from the land of opportunity,
But haters in my mix,
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Ab
got me paranoid and disgust
Cm
I'm scoping out my side mirrors,
Ab
and my slab is fresh meat to these sharks
Cm
Boys thinking I been drinking,
Gm
But I got seventeen surprises,
Ab
tucked inside of my coat
Cm
See me strut through the parking lot,
Gm
It's a must I make all haters,
eat my dust
Ab
Cm
Them jump- out boys,
Ab
waiting trying to catch me slipping
Ab
grain ain't the only thing that I'm gripping
Cm
Boys jacking with these tow trucks,
Gm
But take a trip to South Lee,
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They got my purple people eater once,
Gm
I bought a Range Rover cash,
Cm
and a new set of fronts
I've been on feet for months,
Ab
I'm taking haters to lunch
Gm
Paul Wall and Trae, hit
em with that one- two punch
Verse 3
Cm
no, there go them Texas
Ab
Gm
boys banging in a fo' do'
Ab
Top fell out the drop,
Gm
Cm
crawling on 84's
Ab
Think of taking my slab,
My heat under my seat,
Cm
and I don't love you hoes
Ab
Gm
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Ab
Five percent or ten, but still my
Gm
Cm
screens goin' glow
Ab
These haters be in my mix,
Gm
and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
Verse 4
Cm
my slab
I'm fin to beat they back
Gm
Sitting low and tinted on chrome,
Ab
gangstafied till I'm finished
Cm
I'm bout to diminish these haters,
Ab
when my trunk start waving
Gm
Blue over gray, side of my drop with
Ab
six T.V.'s I'm displaying
Cm
They hate that I'm shining,
Ab
with the fifth wheel falling flying down the block
Cm
But if one of these haters, wanna jack me
Ab
Slugs goin' be flying, out the glock
Cm
I click for no reason,
Ab
this season my slab is staining they brain
Gm
And I be known for getting reckless in Texas,
Ab
Cm
gripping on grain
Forever be pimping,
Ab
84 tipping all through the South
Cm
Grilling boppers all through my tint,
Ab
with diamonds all in my mouth
Ab
looking stupid when I burn right past em
Gm
'Cause some of these broads be living
Ab
shife, and setting up for the jacking
Cm
But not today, 'cause Trae goin' be
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flipping on top of his game
Gm
We guerillas I'm mobbing with, ain't no
Cm
When I'm in my fo' do' solo,
Ab
the slab is bound to get tossed
Cm
And if you trying to be competition,
Ab
then you bound to be getting lost
Verse 5
Cm
Oh no, there go them Texas
Ab
Gm
boys banging in a fo' do'
Ab
Top fell out the drop,
Gm
Cm
crawling on 84's
Ab
Think of taking my slab,
My heat under my seat,
Cm
and I don't love you hoes
Ab
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Gm
Ab
Five percent or ten, but still my
Gm
Cm
screens goin' glow
Ab
These haters be in my mix,
Gm
and these boppers be on my dick
F
Cm
Every time I come round the corner
Verse 6
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Cm
Ab
Gm
for the team, when the
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fo' do' be coming round the corner
Ab
Gm
These haters are goners,
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Cm
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Gm
Ab
'cause I'ma drop the top when I wanna
Ab
Gm
Ab
Cm
Ab
better think before they reach out and touch
Cm
Ab
'Cause in back of the car is the Excursion,
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Ab
full of thugs that'll punch
Cm
Ab
Cm
I know they wanted to get me,
Ab
but they don't know what I'm bringing
Cm
Ab
I pop the trunk and swing the block, while
Gm
jamming Slow Loud And Bangin'
Ab
Gm
Trae and Paul Wall on a mission,
Cm
and ain't no stopping it man
Ab
Gm
With my hand on my heat in my seat,
Cm
and the other on grain
Ab
Mo' money mo' problems man,
Verse 7
Gm
Ab
Gm
the legend is true
Cm
Ab
Gm
You better stay up on your toes,
Cm
Gm
Ab
Cm
Gm
when you
Cm
Ab
I'm rolling strapped, everywhere I go
Gm
Ab
I'm watching my back
Ab
Gm
them jackers don't give a damn if I rap
Ab
Cm
People see me being friendly,
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Gm
and they think that I'm soft
Ab
But the truth is, my best
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Cm
Gm
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These haters in my mix,
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Cm
Gm
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Cm
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Cm
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got
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Gm
But if they take one step closer,
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Gm
it ain't gon be kosher naw
Verse 8
Cm
Oh no, there go them Texas
Ab
Gm
boys banging in a fo' do'
Ab
Top fell out the drop,
Gm
Cm
crawling on 84's
Ab
Think of taking my slab,
baby I don't think so
Gm
My heat under my seat,
Cm
and I don't love you hoes
Ab
Gm
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Ab
Five percent or ten, but still my
Gm
Cm
screens goin' glow
Ab
These haters be in my mix,
and these boppers be on my dick
Gm
Every time I come round the corner
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