Key: Eb major•
Verse 1
Ab
Eb
Ab
What's up,
Ms.
Cm
Nan?
Tris knew this now,
Ms.
Nan
I seen
Eb
Ab
Tisnask all in front of the house,
Ms.
Nan
Eb
Cm
Db
A nigga was tris nipping, man,
Cm
Eb
I'm thinking about this rookie
McCarthy
oh, is there a problem, sir?
No, there's not,
Cm
Eb
Cm
A lame ass cop, a pumping nursery fear
And blow your mother
Eb
Cm
fucking head straight off
Cm
Eb
I'm checkin', gettin' crooked,
Eb
Ab
Hit a devastating leap over the fence, ah
Eb
Cm
I hit the ground in the right and com mit
To put my motherfuckin'
Eb
Cm
After me, he hit the fence, but I'm gone
He's stompin' speakers,
Eb
Ab
gettin' angry, sayin' damn
Eb
Ab
By the time I'm in the cooker with a slam
G
Cm
They're my partners,
Cm
Bridget
I said, okay,
G
Eb
One light, one dark,
Ab
Eb
Ab
But as soon as I pulled away from the curb
to go on my nerves
I'm getting jittery,
Eb
Ab
but the hoes couldn't sit
Eb
Cm
I had a sack in my drawers worth a chink
Db
Eb
I made a move, and when I did,
the bitch is out of my roof firing
Db
Cm
about the punk wonder rent
So y 'all see,
Eb
Ab
that was a job well done
drink and the bomb, huh
Db
Eb
We hit bridges,
Eb
Cm
And being the player that I am,
I'll continue to be
Melrose
Eb
Cm
And motherfuckers gettin' jack
Eb
G
But what do you know, man,
I got somethin' when I
Cm
Ab
keep on jackin', see
Ab
Ms.
Nubskull
Looney
Ab
Eb
Tunes, finna kick this jailhouse shit
Eb
Ab
Eb
motherfuckin' jailhouse
Ab
Cm
Eb
I heard more stories than soaps that
Db
Eb
Be fore I hit the first bullpen or
G
Holden
Db
Eb
Be sellin' dope in the
Ab
Eb
East, at least got fits, cars,
Guild
Db
Eb
Ab
Got a bitch thirty -six with a husband, too
Cm
Eb
He don't sell weight,
Eb
Ab
His mom's rich cause the bitch owns
Nexus
the first to run for breakfast
Db
Eb
Know he's bragging about
Eb
Ab
He takes a 40 to the face
every morning
G
Eb
But to make shit worse he even
Db
Eb
Ab
Now this was the wopper
Eb
Ab
Come on, that shit is wicked
Why these motherfuckers always
Eb
Cm
Ab
ly in' just to kick it?
Eb
Ab
With that jailhouse shit,
Yes, no, miss, now off the other
Eb
Looney
Tunes
Eb
Cm
man, when you finna hit that ma jor lick
soldin' shit to myself about the jackedest trick
Cm
Db
Ab
But he's rollin' thick, thicker than my dick,
Eb
Ab
so you know he's livin' fat
Plush -ass
Db
Eb
I'm sayin' that he tried to have me off,
Eb
Cm
I know the motherfuckin' turf
Just like the back of my hand,
Eb
Ab
the man tried to pull the lick
Db
My mother, they oazin' through the woods,
Eb
Ab
at grandma's house, it's flottin'
Niggas is mad because I got
Eb
Cm
shit sold like a stockin'
His hoe,
Eb
Ab
Knox be walkin' fast past him
Because they know
Eb
Ab
Jock's mouth got the creamery for them
And
Eb
Ab
can match up to the candy that we nuts
Cm
Got in a plastic backstash, way in deep cut
Eb
Cm
And I'm a nigga that can verify she's some dick,
Creek, as soon as the bitch beat
Eb
Cm
She gon' tell me where the trick sleep
Then
Eb
Ab
I'ma go pimp this old shit
Eb
Ab
In your ass, in your kid's ass,
Ab
Eb
Two dicks don't click,
Cm
but never try to play me like a little bitch
Ab
Eb
Yeah,
Ab
Eb
C &H crew, you understand me?
Ab
Eb
Cm
Yeah, flow like this, somethin' to ride to
Outro 1
Cm
Eb
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Cm
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Cm
Ab
Eb
Ab
Eb
Ab
Cm
Eb
Gm
Eb
Cm
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