Tom: A major•
Verse 1
A
here come the niggas with blue steel
Dm
Maybe them niggas don't let you slide,
maybe they will
to niggas that want to creep
Dm
The killer tried taking
me thinking I was asleep
F#m
A
MJ, don't give a fuck what they say
Dm
You think you livin' large
you livin' a slim day
G
A
Ain't no motherfucker takin'
the shit I worked fo'
C#
See that's the reason niggas
A
get killed and hurt though
F#m
A
Occupation is none,
that nigga want to get a gun
Dm
Run up and try to get me lay
down and get done
F#m
A
Weak bitch, I ain't got no time
for cheap tricks
Dm
I'm looking through ya shit,
I'm able to peep quick
dribble the niggas that try to fade me
Dm
First fucking possible chance
they want to blaze me
to continue living
Dm
Put a cap in they ass if they try
F#m
A
[Hook] They want ya
Verse 2
money
Dm
They caught ya slippin' baby
A
Dm
A
They're gonna take it away from you,
it's true
F#m
A
They saw ya coming
C#m
They got ya running and
A
Pulled out they're weapons,
Dm
A
what are you gonna do
F#m
Dm
[SKIT: Woman setting up man for a jack]
Verse 3
Damn baby
it's raining harder
than a motherfucker
Hurry up and open the door [Door
unlocks and open]
Alright baby just don't slip
[Door closes]
Shit, ooh it's wetter than a motherfucker,
where's ya restroom
First door to the right
We still on for tonight baby
Yeah baby we still on
Oh damn baby,
this is a beautiful home you have baby
Thank you baby,
let me go get some music on
[Door opens,
music begins playing]
Come on out of the closet baby,
he's in the restroom
[Door opens, *pee hitting water*]
Ahh, shit, I'ma beat the shit out this
pussy tonight [Gunshot and crash]
OH SHIT!, nigga fuck you, fuck [Hit]
Give me that motherfucking
piece you got on nigga
Oh shit it ain't even gotta be like this brotha,
fuck that shit
Nigga I want the motherfucking Rolex
Nigga I want the motherfucking
Nikes you got on, ho
Ah shit, nigga fuck this bitch
you fucking with ho
Nigga give me,
nigga give me what ya got
A
[Verse 2] I beat em' like they daddy
Verse 4
never did
Dm
The same punk who took
it too far when we was kids
A
The knife got stuck in his back, slick move
Dm
You robbed another brother
A
so what did the shit prove
F#m
A
You breaking down killers in bushes
when they be hiding
Dm
They make a sound, one hundred rounds,
I'm landing five
In they chest plates,
Dm
It would've been a niggas best place
Shame to find they in a hurry
Stopping the heart of any attacker
Dm
Got his bitch want to ride with me,
don't have to ask her
A
Bringing action to the field whenever
you niggas ready
Dm
When you hear the rubber burn,
A
I'm hanging up out the Chevy
With a straight aim,
nigga I blew em' up out the frame
with tricks with false game
A
You can't pull me off of my toes,
I'm still tippy
Dm
Now play with ya life,
than try to catch a nigga slippin'
F#m
A
[Hook x2]
Outro 1
Dm
A
C#m
A
F#m
A
Dm
C#m
A
C#m
A
A
Dm
A
A
A
Dm
A
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