Key: F major
Verse 1
Yeah. What's up, baby?
What's up, man?
Hey, baby.
My sweet side nigga.
Takin' care of the community?
Yes, indeed.
I'm takin' care of you, too.
Money -makin' Mitch.
We makin' that real money.
Come on, I'm broke, baby.
I ain't got no money.
Bullshit. I see you shinin', nigga.
I can smell a motherfucker with money
even Ray Charles can see you
with a bunch of walking pharmacies
for doing yours pick up time
Scuff Tim's with a kick -up grind
playing jacks with the swaps
come and pick up your dimes
like the rest of development
you would bet it was heaven sent
But God don't bless this corner.
We the bottom of the bucket
We lucky he protect this corner,
when the stress build on us,
Duck behind the popcorn bags
and ditch cops,
When the coast clear, we approach there,
like here we go, here we go
See what you call hope, they call dope,
the quiet is kept,
it's the words that's all smoke
On a brick and a half, you wanna look for,
either that or you inside on the cook cook
I'm steamin' crack, look at your eyes,
dude, you got a rare mask
If you decide to do that,
smell of cookin' a slav
I'm postin' in front of the corner store
when you come through
I peep that, 45 Magnum Street,
between Kilo Ave. and Brick Place
F#m
And alls of this shakes in front of the bodega,
Sun up, sun down,
get your rep out here
so when you come around
Think twice before sayin' a word
Think twice before playin' the curve
Sun up, the sun down
You get your rep out of here
so when you come around
Think twice before sayin' a word
Think twice before playin' the curve
the, the Bodega
My homie would give him half
when I jumped on his sandwiches
I saw the way the feds get cocky
Where they snatched my man
when they cuffed him and handled him
Right in front of the star,
And they gave him a face ball
Burners in his teeth,
with his rights yelled at him
Spitting on his fitted
and holding what he was pitching
G
F#m
They all numbered
so they all need to be knocked off
just look at you, strapped
You acting like your badge
is bulletproof, relax
Cause ain't nothing going
on but the rent,
need a lil crib so it only makes sense
with a new sign and no clue
Welcome to any ghetto USA,
get a heart,
somewhere to start and you gets paid
Peep it, let's get this money
till it's all gone,
saying it's all wrong
and keep a desert on you
First time outside your
peoples better warn you
Look, standing under the awning,
it's me
and these sunflower seeds up to the morning
the bodega,
Sun up, the sun down,
you get your rep out here
so when you come around
Think twice before saying a word,
think twice before playing the curve
Sun up, the sun down,
you get your rep out here
so when you come around
Think twice before sayin' a word
Think twice before playin' the curve
G
F#m
G
Em
G
the Bodega
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