Tom: F minor•
Verse 1
E
B
Drag- on
E
Miscellaneous
We All Can Get It On
(whisper)strike the
match
Fm
Verse 2
C
Cm
Fm
Cm
C
Flame- on motherfuckers
Fm
C
E
Fm
C
Fm
E
Verse 3
B
Fm
My gun,
i aim lower
My words is a flame thrower
Watch me end yall with somthing,
Eb
That'll make your skin crawl
Fm
E
Fm
E
I'm only 8 tall, ok yall? but i lay down law
And i lay down yall,
Fm
E
so y'all better praise(a) the lord
Fm
No room to breath. knowin shh
E
Fm
E
And the shit i spit be red an d orange
Fm
And yall going to have to call
Eb
it in like bomb threats
when i wet yall your gonna be drenched
Fm
Laid up with ten, cause when i pull it out
Cm
Fm
I pull in shouts like blow!
Damn that shit was loud!
Fm
They all seek cover when they
Fm
E
Be cause this cat here,
Fm
E
got no sisters or no brothers
It was one alone
Fm
E
Covered with shellack ready to die black
and how y'all don't bust none
C
Fm
Eb
y'all doing lest busting lot of ducking
Fm
Maybe a lot of fucking,
E
cause all y'all bust is nuts
Fm
Just give me room, nobody move,
E
C
or yall gonna hear the boom
Verse 4
get it on, then we can get it on
Fm
E
Fm
We all can get it on... (x3)
Eb
Fm
E
Fm
E
Flame- on
Fm
C
Fm
E
mutherfuckers(x2)
Verse 5
E
Fm
F
Fm
Fm
E
C
Fronting on your man clones
Fm
E
Ya niggaz missed the ride,
cause this nigga make ya moan
B
Fm
Cause when i pull out its like aids,
E
i make sure its full blown
Fm
E
Fm
And before the grief (kiss kiss), kiss
him on both cheeks
E
Let him think theres peace
Fm
And give him somthing to remember
Corpse stiff, hands cold,
and body missing till december
Sneakers off
Close casket, blew his cheek off
By the way be careful who you speak of
D#
Cuz i by the wall in the back,
Fm
E
guaranteed and all that
While yall in all black
When i leave the place,
Fm
E
drop the reef, in his moms lap
Fm
E
Soon as yall think your beef is sweet
Fm
I'm gonna lay in the streets
And let y'all niggaz throw
Fm
Can you spare change for your life?
Change for what? thats when i pop up
With somthing long,
E
Fm
and put somthing in his ass like a thong
C
Fm
I dont know what you thought
I'm gonna do you like i do a newport
E
Fm
D#
Fm
E
Fm
And step on kid, smoking
Fm
F
Fm
till his
Cm
Fm
F
Fm
F
head gone
Fm
E
Verse 6
E
Fm
I'm straigh housing shit
E
Yeah, ya niggas is ballers
Fm
F
Fm
But i'm the nigga bouncin' it
D
Fm
If ruff ryders is an nouncing it
F
E
Ya know we get down for it,
want every ounce of it
I dont care if you sellin it, this is music
Dont forget, we bust rhymes for it
E
Fm
Skip town for it, get
under the ground for it
Fm
Eb
So nigga, dont ignore it
Fm
Unless your ass is deaf
Fm
E
This is gonna be your last breath
Your last s. and s. check
With your hands crossed over your chest
I dont give a fuck
Fm
Fm
What ever i gotta take care, i get it done
If its money, i owe nobody
Fm
Eb
Except a few hot ones
Fm
And if your 18 and under,
this here's your last test
E
And i'm gonna teach you in the class
With the past tense, lil bastards
C is for class or for casket.
so get your books up
And if your doe is low,
Cm
Fm
Eb
that c better mean for cook up
Fm
Dont tell me that you shook up
E
You konw i keep my stacks crossed
E
So that you gotta look up,
Fm
and maybe we can hook up
Cm
But you know what? then you woke up
Some body smoked you smoke up
You broke, and you 'bout to get broke
F
up
F
F
Cm
F
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