Tom: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
F
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
G
Dm
Verse 1
cold video dubbin
G
FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin
Am
They call that shit a crime?
Yo that shit's a joke
F
Hit record on my dope remote
Am
I heard my phone ringin,
I wonder who could it be
F
It was the E, the V, yes the I- L E
Dm
G
He said, "We got static - word,
G
Punks tried to move at the club
and we shot out
Am
Bullets everywhere," Okay
what's the prob?
Am
he's dead as a doorknob."
You bullshittin! "I ain't fuckin around.
The posse's rollin tonight,
nigga are you down?"
I grabbed my AK, my
16, and my baby Mac
Strapped on my vest,
G
Am
and threw the 9 in the small of my back
I said - Chill, don't let nobody
move without me
Say you know where they are?
they be"
Am
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
G
Am
Verse 2
Dm
Am
Twelve o'clock midnight,
posse was airtight
Twenty- five cars, under the streetlights
Some people talked, while others cried
who shouldn't have died
Am
Then the si lence broke,
Ice what's it gonna be?
38 hard brothers stood and
stared at me
G
Am
There were only two words that I had to say
The car's loaded with a silence
that could rape the dead
Pistols clipped as the chamber's
loaded full of lead
F
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning,
Am
somebody else soon would be dead
Verse 3
Let's peel their caps back
F
Am
The cars at the corner like a long black snake
G
Am
Nightprowlin for a life to take
Ya see down in the ghetto it's an
eye for an eye
F
That's the answer to the question why
G
In my throat, there's a lump,
Am
then I swallow it, I ain't no chump
G
Am
Face of Death, then I cocked my pump
I'm a nigga on the trigger,
madder than a pitbull
Just layin for a reason to pull
Dm
Am
on you,
G
Am
any duck motherfucker that gets in my way
and my homeboy's death made me this way
Am
But then we spot him, Evil E shot him
Dead in the face,
G
made sure that he got him
Am
F
Others ran, but no mercy
G
F
Am
Automatic
G
Uzi motherfuckin bloodbath
Am
F
Am
Let's peel their caps back
G
Let's peel their caps back
Let's peel their caps back
Am
F
Am
Verse 4
F
Am
Am
a bul let came through my eye
felt my other brothers die
fell like shit into the street
My corpse stunk like a burnt
out rotten piece of meat
Ten brothers died in this stupid
homicidal binge
Cause whenever someone dies,
nobody wins
But this drama,
you'll never hear a word of
G
cause all the paper's gonna read
Am
F
is a gang murder
Am
G
Gang
G
Am
murder
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