Tom: C major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
C
Fuck niggas, niggas talk that rah -rah shit
But niggas know what up, what
is you talkin'?
Out your neck,
we slide and whack you like a pug, nigga
Catch you in the field and smear the
crib just like a punk, nigga
Eb
C
Rob you for his pack and sold it to him,
now he sunk,
Ran off with your shit, just call me
Chris, bro,
I'ma fuck with ya
Eb
C
Posted on the strip, I got my bick,
no, I can't duck, niggas
Niggas turn they back, start switching up,
Eb
I feel like fuck niggas
C
think I'm lacking, try your luck nigga
I just beat the block,
I have to run me up some bucks nigga
Out here in these streets,
it's free for all and ain't no love nigga
I heard cuffing bitches, we been fucking,
You just hemmed yourself,
D
C
she double back cause she can't fuck with us
Niggas saying smoke is on the
floor cause it ain't up with us
Running up that bag,
you in the back, I'm in the front nigga
Niggas out here saving what I'm
spending in a mutt nigga
Eb
I'm riding with some diesel,
C
that shit reeking in the trunk nigga
Fell off about a hundred times,
I ain't gon' front, n***a
Had to move that bag and concentrate,
I ain't no flunk, n***a
You the type to sit back on your
ass and get up front, n***a
Been playin' with the dog, could grow a
Eb
C
test or it's some punch, n***a
I just sold him
Booth, this n***a thought it was some
Russ, n***a
How the fuck you broke and you been
trappin' for some months, n***a
Eb
You the type to ask a bitch to take you out to lunch,
n***a
D
Nah, you the type to come around and
C
ask me for a front, n***a
Man, I done fell off hella times,
n***a, I had to bounce back by myself
No cap, no attest to it, n***a
Eb
This shit ain't over, though, listen
Bitch, it ain't no competition,
been competing with myself, uh
N****s talking crazy, pull up,
leave his ass myself, uh
N***a wanna test her,
whip that needle out myself
Man, these n****s say we winning,
I say, only time can tell
N****s asking, they be capping,
start rapping, might as well
See, I'd rather bag some grams than
go and handle my -myself
I had jumped inside that water,
I start swimmin',
Michael
Phelps
Bitch, I came about that nutty,
but I'm posted on the deal
Only time I took a hill is when I
learned the lesson
Bitch, I'm stayin' with my sniffin',
yes, I'm talkin'
Wesson
Nigga, run up out his body,
give his ass a blessing
Eb
Sipped a couple shots, I swear to
C
God, we sent his ass to heaven
But I'm quick to fight a nigga,
bitch, I feel like
Tekken
Nigga, starin' at me,
wrong, I'm clutchin' on my weapon
We gon' send a message with this glizzy,
get him gone in seconds
Eb
Niggas learned they lesson talkin' reckless,
Fuck, nigga
you
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