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