Tom: B minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Gm
F#m
Fuck all these niggas,
Bm
I answer back anybody you can think of
G
Bm
C
I'm SP, bitch, I'm the boss of the boss,
Bm
I talk arrogant to me and God link up
F#m
And ease is more than words,
A
Bm
A
if you feel like the song is to you,
then it probably is
Bm
If I can't get along with you,
C
then I'm gon' hit you all in your face and your body,
Bm
F#m
A
kid H -O -L -I -D -A, Y -Styles,
Bm
A
hit somethin' by trial,
G
And when it's time the mercs come,
and I ain't never been late
Bm
F#m
If it's beef in the hood,
A
F#m
a nigga like P can't sleep
Bm
It's somebody dead, it's 4 -5,
gotta hit somebody head
C
I'm all up in the safe taking
somebody bread
Bm
F#m
Shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
A
Bm
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
C
and don't stop till the blood
Bm
running out
F#m
I said shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in his back
C
and don't stop till the blood run out
Gm
F#m
Guess I got to burn down bridges
Bm
A
an d break down rocks
F#m
A
Bm
And come through and let the straight
pound pop for your throne now
And I don't care if you from hometown
C
I put a slug in your dome, clown
Bm
F#m
Cause most of these rappers is talk
A
I'm the nigga in the back
of the court
Bm
With five L's and a half of a cork
Bm
C
I'm still cold drunk with a blunt
And a two -year -old bump
Bm
Closing down my pants leg
F#m
G
A
I'll pull it out and make your man beg
F#m
A
And shoot him anyway,
Bm
that nigga's pennyweight
Niggas like me just do what
Bm
F#m
We can do it anywhere, any day I'm Pinero,
F#m
Bm
that you try to play hero with
End up dead,
your t -shirt look white,
it's gon' end up red
F#m
Bitch, shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
A
Bm
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
C
Then shoot him in the back
Bm
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
F#m
I said shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck,
then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
C
Then shoot him in his back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
Bm
F#m
I hope you lookin' forward to die,
A
Bm
A
hope you wanna look the Lord in the eye
Bm
Hope you ready for this motherfuckin' shot
till you had all the sword in your eye
C
You the shit, I'm the Lord of the flies,
Bm
F#m
if you got beef say it now
Bm
A
You bitch niggas, so I can load up
Bm
and come to wards you with knives
I'll spray you and your man,
the coupe and the van
C
The office and the studio, wherever you stand
Bm
F#m
I don't wanna be the king of the coast
A
F#m
A
Feds watchin' and you gotta stay low
Bm
when you bringin' the dope
Gotta look a little dirty
when you swing your toast
I'll be ringin' your throat
Bm
F#m
I don't rap about niggas,
Bm
A
but I do like to cock back
Bm
A
Hit him in the chest
Bm
and knock the back up out of niggas
G
Bm
The man is pussy, I'ma play with him
C
Look at your nigga pop, pop, pop,
F#m
Shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
C
Then shoot him in the back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
Bm
I said shoot him in the head,
A
Bm
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck,
then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
C
Bm
F#m
A
Bm
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
C
Bm
A
Bm
C
Bm
F#m
Bm
A
Bm
C
Bm
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