Key: B minor
Verse 1
F
Dm
F
Am
Dm
It's the entice and it's
quarter pound slice
And this broke nigga lookin',
it's cocaine cookin'
It's the entice and it's
quarter pound slice
And this broke nigga lookin',
it's cocaine cookin'
Am
Dm
And see somethin' cruh,
cruh, cruh, cruh
Em
Dm
I feel like I'm in a temple of
eternal exile and execution
My ghetto illusion,
Am
Dm
death is a shootin' fuck revolution
I'm trapped inside a marble coffin,
cocaine wipes through the hole
Punishing pain to pass for simply
Em
Dm
trying to get my loot on
Woke up in the morning, stuck, broke as fuck,
had to find some dope to cut
A1 coconut
back out and I'm posted
Don't keep no crack on you,
Living in
Coakland
But niggas be fatty, ready for gunplay
Lord, please forgive me for letting off
locks on half -lit blocks
And swallowing rocks
They say I'm naive or extremely reckless
F
Am
Cuz of 11, 350 narcotics in possession
this rock cocaine
Stacking this currency in a hurry
I'd rather die trying to make
a meal ticket
Am
Deserving poverty as a peasant betraying a
Give me an exercise
of laminated carcasses
Carried off, got me packing an
E
Dm
AR -15 to bury all
Who oppose this?
Thinking I got no handles and can't focus
But I got more guns than roses
More followers than most,
it's a history of drug offense
Congeal is a nemesis, it annihilates us
Am
Dm
Cops discriminate and violate us
Haters shun players makin' papers
Due to the discrepancy of these foes
Em
Dm
Now I'm wanted by the locals,
this language crack all over the coast
the postal services
got me livin' large
water throughout the
West
Coast
As well as them
Oakland
Boulevard
My life has been a ball of shit,
I know I'm sinnin'
But it's out of being mangled
So if I die tonight,
I'm all without no givin'
And knockin' off more zips
F
Am
than trees to leaves in the fall
tucked over in my hideaway
And if I'm goin' out, nigga,
Em
Dm
I'm goin' out the side -away
I'm all's about my dividends,
I'm all without no givin'
Dm
Am
than trees to leaves in the fall
tucked over in my hideaway
And if I'm goin' out, nigga,
Em
Dm
I'm goin' out the side
It's like I'm livin' to be
sittin' on top of the world
So one day my little girl
can be comfortable
Am
Dm
Zabi, probably my son
might try to copy
Havin' plans to be the million
Ted
Dm
Gabby
Out in
Hollywood, turfin' dead bodies,
so you best shoot
Lexus
Plus niggas and bitches and bustas,
that niche and they yellin'
Got triggers for niggas,
Em
Dm
with rig ups and stick ups and bellin'
The lavish livin',
Luciano, life like a movie
Surrounded by
Uzis, killers, condos, chronics,
and cuties
The black market,
a con artist with real visions
To date you and break you and gank
Em
Dm
you and take you for tix
Niggas that hit your block
uplifting the coppers
sleeping on peaches
Puerto
Em
Dm
Got bitches down like
Randy, ready to hold my candy
Hoes that come in handy when
F
Am
it's time to load up the ant
Dm
I'm lost without my dividends I'm all without,
no givin' and not knockin' off more chips
Am
Took these two leaves and the thunderfall
on the run, tucked over in my hideaway
And if we goin' out,
Em
Dm
n***a we goin' out the side of wave
I'm lost without my dividends I'm all without,
givin' and not knockin'
off more distance, reach the leaves in the fall,
Dm
over and I'll hide away, and if we goin' out, nigga,
F
Am
Dm
Em
Dm
we goin' out your side away
F
Am
Dm
Em
Dm
F
Am
Dm
Em
Dm
F
You
Am
Dm
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