Key: C# minor
Verse 1
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Ebm
Yo, who the fuck brought
Ya'll heard the fuck I said, I gave you
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Ya'll muthafuckas always fuck around and
B
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forgettin' something and shit
Smart dumb niggaz and shit,
Ya'll niggaz need to wisen up, man, yo
Verse 2
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I said Big O, hydro- face,
pass me the sazone, it's on
three's fourth quarter length
No jewels, no rocks,
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That's a six digit slip be hind five sticks,
We gon' we gon' get our money
If he front, they gon' read
Mouth was red,
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socks was bloody, fuck all the talkin'
"What up money? Freeze!"
act like James Brown
with the put down
yappin'
so What's Happenin'?
they non fattening
After you digest gat,
So take that, blow, blaow! Ghost,
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he still breathing
it don't matter
Your homies and your close relatives
pigs'll get splattered
back with don heat
they be callin' me
Keep with the fists,
Verse 3
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Yo, what up ? Meet, these,
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B
O.G.'s, po' thieves and
Baller' shit, long biscuits
Grind your teeth, and just,
Fuck around,
Verse 4
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Niggas ask why I use my glock
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'Cause it's 2003, motherfucker,
I'm true to block,
strip you for your shoes and socks
Remove your watch,
chunkheads and zombies dwell
like Bonzi Wells
I'm one of your kids
'Cause I'll cock back the mag
I'ma run in your crib
in front of your wiz
I get it, just how I live
'Cause me without a gun,
and still get heard with no spins
New York's backbone, back home
Black blown, it's Theodore,
Verse 5
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Yo, what up ? Meet, these, O.G.'s,
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B
po' thieves and
Baller' shit, long biscuits
Grind your teeth, and just,
Verse 6
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Yo, what up ? Meet, these, O.G.'s,
Cm
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po' thieves and (that's right, it's real!)
Baller' shit,
long biscuits (it's that motherfuckin' Theodore shit)
Fuck around,
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take all your shit (know what I mean? Staten Island, live shit, y'all)
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Call your bluff, y'all faggots don't want no beef (straight up and down,
Grind your teeth, and just,
Verse 7
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you know what I mean?
I don't give a fuck,
we could take it there
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Whatever, pence, we got him nigga
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Yeah, now I'ma strangle him dead
No doubt, it's real right
now, motherfucker
it, fuck y'all yeah
outta this fuckin' booth
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ChordsDb Ebm B Gb Cm
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