Intro 1
Em
C
Em
Verse 1
Em
Give a nigga leg room,
that's what I said to him
G
Recognize this face,
we do the peace sign to 'em
Em
Niggas standing and whispering,
I'm like "fuck what they talking"
G
Bm
Stay cool, clutch guns while I'm walking
Em
Hope they stop and duck
while I'm sparking
Duce their mom to
B
a homicide sergeant
Em
G
Flaming your apartment,
Em
slug through your carpet
G
Two bricks of scale,
Bm
Em
Bm
top shelf in your closet
Em
You ratting on the cartel
which was nonsense
Bm
G
A code of silence,
Bm
Em
I feel a bitch should know
If you open your mouth
I feel a bitch should go
Bm
Hit the quick vote, okay, slit your throat
Em
Make sure here she's not fit to flow
This the vote, cool, nigga
G
Em
My fellas, this ain't something
that your bitch should know
Bm
If they asking about me,
Em
Bm
hey, I kick the flow
Em
C
It's hit and go, hit the do', hit the dough
G
Hit the dro, get some mo'
Em
Flip a bird, but I gotta spit some mo'
G
Bm
Sip some Mo' in the 8- 4, yo,
bitch, lay low
G
Em
Any debts I pay fo', spray fo'
G
Em
Satisfying the mix with the yayo
G
Em
And I was locked up on the
Bm
8th flo'
Verse 2
Bm
Em
I'm walking out the house
while it's bright and early
Bm
Em
Just hung up the phone,
Bm
Em
[?] is ready to serve me
G
Em
Gotta meet 'em by the dock,
see, I buy the boatload
Bm
Don't trust no niggas,
but my vatos loco
G
Em
When you're me pistols are
rarely needed
With these prices I'm strictly
Bm
Em
business and I mean it
Seven gram a block,
I'm moving seventy in seven days
Bm
Em
Got seven distributes in seven
Bm
different states
We money mates,
Em
we never break the [?]
G
We get your tongue froze from
Em
that uncut taste
We millionaire thugs making
exchanges in sway lucks
Bm
Poke us in on distribution with
cassettes and drugs
G
Em
Never ever gunplay, that's for the broke,
G
I let my mouth teach
Bm
Walking with a two point three
Em
in the bag South Beach
G
Em
Making deals,
spending expensive wheels for thrills
Bm
Counting money so late, man,
Em
Bm
you gotta pop a pill
Em
Receiving money and load,
copping kilos from boats
Before this,
you know our steelo was strictly cutting [?]
G
Em
Ex tortion involving bloody
ransom notes
Bm
Now it's kingpin folks and hundred
pound cocaine quotes
Verse 3
Bm
Em
It's a bird bath,
we move a hundred a week
The player price which can never be beat
Not by a nigga on these city streets
Bm
Em
Trying to push a two gram
Bm
just to get on his feet
Em
This is a bath of birds
served by [?]
Prices you never heard,
yeah, my flake is nice
G
Em
So what I'm young and I keep the caine?
If you come up short that's
a bullet to the brain
Verse 4
Bm
Em
I could break down a brick
Never *snorting noises* even
G
Em
though I stay around the shit
G
Spray around some shit,
Em
bound to get surround your clique
Bm
You was looking for respect,
Em
but you found a clip
Bm
Em
From the sound, shit,
the fo' pound found your rib
G
Have to wet your crib so I
can drown your kids
Em
My nigga Jabar who down on a bid
Bm
Copped this bitch a Benz to
Em
get around for the kids
Bm
G
Em
Y'all fake hustlers, busters,
I'll cut ya
G
You signing to who? So fuck ya
Em
Musher when I clutch the bitch boy gutter
Bm
Box cutter,
Em
Bm
move with every word you utter
Verse 5
Em
A bird bathtub, you cats will puff herb slaps
G
Bm
By 5 pm I've been in
Em
my third [?]
G
Em
Serving crabs, elevated to birds
Bm
Calimate the first,
celebrated then splurged
Em
On iceberg and slow, invite birds
More than nine birds,
you saying the right words
G
Em
My sight blurred with teflon light [?]
Bm
Twenty karat ice work,
Em
Bm
Prada shoes, nice shirt
Em
Still know it's a pill strapped,
cock back, kill tracks
Bm
Steel bats,
Em
G
peel windshields back for that crack
Em
Bm
Em
Still rap, block niggas feel that, yeah yeah,
Outro 1
feel that
G
Em
G
Em
G
Em
G
Em
Bird Bath
Noah, Rick Ross
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