Key: E minor
Intro 1
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Db
Fm
Verse 1
that's what I said to him
we do the peace sign to 'em
I'm like "fuck what they talking"
Ab
Cm
Stay cool, clutch guns while I'm walking
while I'm sparking
Duce their mom to
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Ab
Flaming your apartment,
Cm
Fm
Cm
top shelf in your closet
which was nonsense
Cm
Ab
A code of silence,
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Fm
I feel a bitch should know
If you open your mouth
I feel a bitch should go
Cm
Hit the quick vote, okay, slit your throat
This the vote, cool, nigga
Ab
Fm
My fellas, this ain't something
that your bitch should know
Fm
Cm
hey, I kick the flow
Fm
Db
It's hit and go, hit the do', hit the dough
Ab
Cm
Sip some Mo' in the 8- 4, yo,
bitch, lay low
Ab
Fm
Any debts I pay fo', spray fo'
Ab
Fm
Satisfying the mix with the yayo
Ab
Fm
And I was locked up on the
Cm
8th flo'
Verse 2
Cm
Fm
I'm walking out the house
while it's bright and early
Cm
Fm
Just hung up the phone,
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Fm
[?] is ready to serve me
Ab
Fm
Gotta meet 'em by the dock,
see, I buy the boatload
but my vatos loco
Ab
Fm
When you're me pistols are
rarely needed
With these prices I'm strictly
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Fm
business and I mean it
Seven gram a block,
I'm moving seventy in seven days
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Fm
Got seven distributes in seven
We money mates,
We millionaire thugs making
exchanges in sway lucks
cassettes and drugs
Ab
Fm
Never ever gunplay, that's for the broke,
Ab
Fm
Making deals,
spending expensive wheels for thrills
Fm
Cm
you gotta pop a pill
copping kilos from boats
Before this,
you know our steelo was strictly cutting [?]
Ab
Fm
Ex tortion involving bloody
ransom notes
pound cocaine quotes
Verse 3
Cm
Fm
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
Cm
Fm
Trying to push a two gram
served by [?]
Prices you never heard,
yeah, my flake is nice
Ab
Fm
So what I'm young and I keep the caine?
If you come up short that's
a bullet to the brain
Verse 4
Cm
Fm
I could break down a brick
Never *snorting noises* even
Ab
Fm
though I stay around the shit
Cm
Fm
From the sound, shit,
the fo' pound found your rib
can drown your kids
Cm
Ab
Fm
Y'all fake hustlers, busters,
I'll cut ya
Fm
Musher when I clutch the bitch boy gutter
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Cm
move with every word you utter
Verse 5
Fm
A bird bathtub, you cats will puff herb slaps
Ab
Cm
By 5 pm I've been in
Ab
Fm
Serving crabs, elevated to birds
celebrated then splurged
More than nine birds,
you saying the right words
Ab
Fm
My sight blurred with teflon light [?]
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Cm
Prada shoes, nice shirt
cock back, kill tracks
Fm
Ab
peel windshields back for that crack
Fm
Cm
Fm
Still rap, block niggas feel that, yeah yeah,
Outro 1
feel that
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ChordsFm Db Ab Cm C
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