Tom: E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I keep a strap on my lap
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'Cause niggas jack day and night
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One slip and that's your life
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It's the nine- trey, niggas die everyday
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So pack your AK if
you wanna be safe
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'Cause ain't no police gon'
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When they pull the Glock, point and pull it
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And try to tear my ass in half
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I'd rather reach for my stash
from they ski masks
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But that's my 'pinion
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'Cause where I'm from,
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young niggas be sendin'
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Mothafuckas to they gravesite
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It's do or die in my hood,
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black niggas don't live twice
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So I stay AWOL from the po- po's
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'Cause if you don't outsmart 'em,
you a don't- know
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And the don't- know's up shit creek,
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Headphones bobbin' with the
So to stay from that crowd
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I take the backstreets sideways,
that route
Hoes snitchin' and shit
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Tryna bring a nigga down from his riches
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Now here's a shot to them punk bitches
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That's why I get sideways all day
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On a ho, up and down the stroll
So suck a diggity- dick and hum
on my left niggity- nut
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As we get four deep and strut
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Mobbin' on silk with the pinstripe
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Go straight- lace Daytons, and they
wrap tight
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With the vogues, the dick has rose
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So bow down to AWOL as we bogart,
throwin' elbows
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G's strike through your backstreet
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Creep on your ass with the MAC,
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play called "Get Even"
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With Steven, now who's leavin'?
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The town soon from a sonic boom
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When they pull the strap down and
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It's just another gangsta tale
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As I bail through the streets with my gauge
'Cause if you cross me, I play for G
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And stickin' to the strip
means rest in peace
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It's a mandatory thang to retaliate
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And in the hood, we break
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So back back like an eight- leg
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As I creep through the streets, nigga
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'Cause I play for G
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From day one, do or die, Garden
Verse 2
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Niggas die everyday in the nine
cuzzay, mayne
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Gotta pack some heat 'cause if a
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mothafucka ain't strapped
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To protect or serve for what's his
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He finna get tore up and burnt
by the heatmonster
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I guess you'll feel me
Verse 3
While I play for G
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See, I ain't no punk about my mail
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Without clientele, get the Glock and bail
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Through your hood,
niggas up to no good
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Garden Blocc on the creep, four
Gotta put punks in check
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As I creep through your room and wrap the
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wire- wire 'round your neck
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Niggas ain't the only ones that die
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Real gangstas funk
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with the one- times
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Gotta get the beef off they chest
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'Cause they always try to jack
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and pull a Smith & Wess'
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To a nigga's head and leave 'em dead
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But the police is better off dead than me
it and keeps a strap
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Between my lap, and if they trip,
I'm bustin' caps
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Rather smoke the police than have
'em smoke me
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'Cause that shit with Rodney
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So to survive, it's like do or die
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For them high- speed chases,
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And for the quick to get places
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Task, four deep in the back
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Am I pullin' over? Fuck that
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And it's they fault that niggas
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smash off on they punk ass
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And make the hundred- yard dash
Takin' advantage of blacks
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when they ain't got straps
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But Bo'll put the whelp on your back
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And jump back in the drop for the high speed,
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'Cause I play for G
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Yeah, nigga, just like tag, you
Verse 4
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Stay in your rearview mirror
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'Cause if you sittin' on gold
thangs and slippin'
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That's just an invitation to take
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what's yours and make mines
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That's how we gon' go out, you
know what I'm sayin'?
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Stick to the mothafuckin' strip, mayne
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Play for G, be real about yours
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