Tom: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Verse 1
Gm
Roofless, I was brought up
as a juvenile delinquent
Cm
Gm
Kicking up dust on these lights,
couldn't see shit
Cm
F
But a couple bul let cases on the
Cm
Probably go to prison,
Gm
that's where the OGs went
I was like, we want another state
Bangin' on the wall,
steady buildin' up my hate
Crime rate, add it to it,
Gm
If it was fuss, screw it, can't chew it
Money talk, we can't glue it
I was on a straight path
to the straight cash
Rolled into my shows
with some homies down to straight blast
All I know is make some
Cm
Gm
that's when we dropped on the plumber
Ten years later, had to still walk under
Stickin' to my habits,
I just can't put my guns up
Sun down to sun up
Double S is what I'm reppin',
most wanted instant in the gang,
most respected
Eb
Riders, yes I'm talkin' to my
F
Gm
motherfuckin' gangstas
Eb
Dm
Gm
My hustlas, my soldiers, my bangas
Eb
F
Gm
Turn it up when it's in the city changin',
Eb
high power's dangerous
Dm
Gm
Talkin' to these riders,
Eb
yes I'm speakin' to these
F
Gm
motherfuckin' killers
Eb
Dm
Gm
In the streets worldwide, they feel us
Eb
F
Hey, y know who's the realest
Gm
Eb
High power, E .M .T., the realest,
Born in the 80s, raised in the 90s
Cm
Out of trouble, unlikely, street life grimy
Gm
Cm
Did I fol low in my older brothers footsteps?
F
Gm
Eb
Nah, homie, I think I should've left
Cm
Gm
And took a new route, stacked clout,
into trouble every day
Flip a couple twenty sacks,
Gm
Chevrolet, hit the connect
Cm
Gm
I used to cop myself a quarter pound,
take it, break it down
Hit the streets, make a couple of brands,
they say that money don't make a man
But even as a youngster,
I had myself a plan
I used to sit back and dream
about getting paid
Till I got woke up in
the motherfuckin' rain
Now I reflect off the past,
watch me get cash,
making these tracks
Heads banged like some whiplash
And this is dedicated to my brothers
All my money makers
And my southsiders
Riders
Eb
Yes, I'm talking to my
F
Gm
motherfucking gangsters
Eb
Dm
Gm
My hustlers, my soldiers, my bangers
Eb
F
Gm
Turn it up when they see me, me changing
Dm
Gm
Talking to these riders
Eb
Yes, I'm speaking to these
F
Gm
motherfucking killers
Eb
Dm
Gm
In the streets worldwide, they fearless
Eb
F
They all know who's the realest
Gm
Eb
I power D &T, the realest,
I made a promise to the gang,
said I'ma never quit,
now they can't stop me,
now I do the shots through my penalty
Sicker than I've ever been,
tougher than some leather
When they try to shut me down,
I'll bounce back like some tether shit
Cause I got the gang tied to a string,
took the number one spot
when I arrived on the scene
All eyes on the prize,
yes my nine got a beam,
and them haters still hatin'
Cause I ride with my ten
and never black or yellow
I'm also black as a chrome,
the gang unmotivated,
we put em back in the zone
And I don't do the Dougie,
Cm
Gm
and I don't toot it and boot it
So I don't give a fuck
if the radio don't play my music
I'm on some West Coast
high -power entertainment news shit
14 years straight,
Cm
one of the leaders of the movement
Gm
Major labels try to sign me,
motherfuckers clueless
They don't know what to do with,
but I'ma stay down for my riders
Eb
Yes, I'm talking to my
F
Gm
motherfucking gangsters
Eb
Dm
Gm
My hustlers, my soldiers, my bangers
Eb
F
Turn it up when they see me,
Eb
High -power's dangerous,
Dm
Gm
talking to these riders
Eb
Yes, I'm speaking to these
F
Gm
motherfucking killers
Eb
Dm
Gm
In the streets worldwide, they feel us
Eb
F
They all know who's the realest
Gm
Eb
Gm
I power ENT, the realest, the realest
Outro 1
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