Key: Ab major
Verse 1
G
Gm
G
School ya'll to somethin right quick
Am
F
Bb
Sit down, open your ears,
Gm
G
close your eyes, listen
Verse 2
Here's a little story that I got to tell
Eb
F
About this Chico named Pit every
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Em
Am
F
one knows so well
ain't hard to tell
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G
Owes it all to Dade County and the ATL
Picked rap and skipped the
triple beam scale
And it's a known fact he gon'
die before he fails
These boys rap about hustlin'
but can't make bail
Miami's hot so I can vacation in hell
The way the game is shit,
I look at these fools on camera
flashin' they tools
F
G
They must've forgot the street
F
G
s got codes and rules
But me, I'm confused
'Cause rappers wanna be
gangstas
And rappers wanna be ballers
The truth is it's more
sickening than Ebola
F
G
Pop up no dandruff, no neck,
that's what the streets showed us
But corporate America,
that's what they sold us
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