Tom: C minor
Verse 1
Ay
F
Am
And if you bringin' up my section,
I'ma top hat, -
(On my mama)
Verse 2
Look
Am
You ain't did - for your - , where your
F
block at? (Where your block at?)
And if you bringin' up my section,
One up in the neck, we be ready,
we don't cock back
Am
applyin' pressure if it's contact
It's real shit, and if a - said it,
then I mean that
F
Hit the stash house like,
Am
"Where the blues and where the green at?"
She suck so much - , she probably
finna need some knee pads
F
Am
I'm probably with his - , I hold
the fin with my seat back
Verse 3
Am
Ay, baby say she movin' out the way,
I gotta come and see
F
I'ma try to yank this F and
Am
N like it's a twenty- three
I just spent another twenty thou', I
could've paid the lease
F
Am
I been tryna catch him with his partner,
- , we play for keeps
I don't do no disses to them suckers,
- hella broke
F
I'ma try to hit him in his head
Am
through this telescope
How you tryna say that - brother?
- tellin' though
F
Am
Neighbors see a young -
Verse 4
havin', think I'm sellin' dope
Am
Push up on a sucker, swear to God,
I'm tryna walk him down
F
Am
Labeled as a shooter, - this rappin',
what you talkin' 'bout?
Twenty- two shots and that's
just for me to walk around
F
Am
Grab the Baby eight or the
Drac' and get to sparkin' out
Ask brother, when it come to skits,
a - steppin' up
F
Am
If I buy this K, the only way I put 27 up
Stuff it down his throat since
this - talkin' tough
Am
I might - around and call his bluff
Verse 5
Am
Heard they said it's money on my head,
well, tell 'em come and get it
F
I don't need no features,
Am
08, I just be with my -
Got it out the mud,
I swear to God I grew up in the trenches
F
We ain't got no problems,
Am
I'm just - in' on these -
Middle finger to this rappin',
yeah, these - know
Am
these beats if - been a -
I bet a hundred on my dice, a - ten to four
F
Am
I bounced up out a foreign whip
and chased him in the store
Verse 6
Am
We caught his - in traffic,
made him back to law
F
And you ain't wiggle for your
And I just let them - talk
Am
And it ain't shit to catch a body,
we be switchin' poles
Ay, you a - and you gon' condone
that hella goofy shit
When - shoot,
F
we gon' leave the scene just like a movie skit
Am
How you speakin' up on - name and,
Rappin' like you sick,
Am
your pussy ass ain't even doin' shit
When I creep, I put this on my mama,
I be to the neck
F
Am
I don't even bring up - ' name 'cause,
- , I'ma step
Why you sneakin' - in your house
like you a - in' guest?
F
Am
Told the - that she gon' have to pay me,
Verse 7
baby, nothin' less
Am
F
33Rd, 1100, - , I do this shit for Gz
Tint the whip, and we all strapped,
Shoot him in his face,
I got him lookin' like he sayin' cheese
Am
got me talkin' like I ran D's
I been up in them jets,
- , I'm feelin' like I'm Mark B
F
Forty thousand on me with some
Am
Forces and a black tee
They wanna see a real - down,
they know who clap heat
F
Am
Still a grimy - takin' shit,
don't put it past me
Verse 8
Am
Ay, baby say she movin' out the way,
I gotta come and see
F
I'ma try to yank this F and N
like it's a twenty- three
Am
I just spent another twenty
thou', I could've paid the lease
F
I been tryna catch him with his partner
We play for keeps
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