Tom: G# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
G#m
B
Unh,yeah
I like the way this feel right here
C#m
Yo turn me up in the head
G#m
C#m
phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
G#m
There ain't shit in this world deeper
(Except loyalty and love,
G#m
C#m
between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip
G#m
and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and
lay a nigga's kid)
For you, there ain't a damn thing
I'm a Thug, this my way I show,
my love for you
C#m
(Nigga for you, I get the coke,
G#m
I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke,
C#m
we gon' rob a nigga ass
G#m
(For you, if we get knocked,
B
I'ma have to take the weight
Cause with a record like yours dogg,
you ain't stayin' upstate)
G#m
I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
Cause I know you'd do the
C#m
same thing too... Haha
G#m
B
I ride, you ride for me,
my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug
like me?
C#m
Would you ride for me? (You ain't even
got to ask)
G#m
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
C#m
blast you, they blast me)
G#m
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
B
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
C#m
Nigga, you ride for me?
G#m
(You ain't even got to ask)
B
G#m
Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
C#m
blast you, they blast me)
G#m
Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
B
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside
C#m
(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
G#m
C#m
I'm the clip, you the gat
G#m
I'm the Glock, you the mac
C#m
I'm the artist, you the trap
G#m
I'm a pen, you the pad
B
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
C#m
I'm the ice, you the bezel
G#m
I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
C#m
I'm the shell, you the barrel
G#m
I'm a pimp, you a player
B
I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down,
you the muffler
C#m
Would you ride for me?
G#m
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they
C#m
blast you, they blast me)
G#m
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
B
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
C#m
Nigga, you ride for me?
G#m
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast
you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
B
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
G#m
C#m
You can catch me in public housing,
wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains,
bundled up to ski
G#m
Since, time is money,
C#m
I rhyme on the clock
B
And walk through the strip
with a nine in the ox
you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice,
G#m
I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop,
B
guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like
G#m
B
a sonar range drop
G#m
I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
C#m
it's Showtime at the Apollo
G#m
Damn near every rapper
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
C#m
I ran through niggas,
They mad cause they see
C#m
me in Cancun bitches
B
straight from the 'hood my nigga
G#m
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
C#m
G#m
I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by
B
still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man,
G#m
B
full of wisdom
C#m
G#m
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice,
C#m
I'm called Jack Frost man
G#m
And while we sippin' on
B
cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart,
G#m
C#m
but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars,
C#m
Or sixteen cars on your mom's
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