Key: G minor
Verse 1
Cm
Eb
Cm
Sit in the chair, yeah,
Eb
Cm
Eb
yeah
Cm
Fm
Uh- huh, yeah
Ab
G
Sit my alligator jacket on the flo'
Let that xxxx crawl
around, whattup game?
Cm
Gm
Cm
How are you my nigga?
Eb
Let's get this money, you heard? money in zip duffle bags,
shotgun shells
Eb
Cm
niggaz couldn't see 'em with gazelles
Eb
Frontin xxx niggaz, go hang with pharrell
bullets like terrell
he leakin like a project sink
Cm
Eb
Cm
Busted open like a hot dog link
I did my xxxxxx prison thing
Cm
Came out still on point, like the rza rings
inkpen live in queens
Cm
Eb
Rep the dub like wu- tang,
Got a million dollars say lebron
don't win a ring (word?)
"kobe! "
Cm
Eb
I got a (cuban link) to a xxxxxx o.g.
what the xxxxx tryna blow me? (back up)
Eb
This the face off (respect the don) diamonds
Bb
Cm
where you from?) californ'
Fm
Ab
(Big sharks) me too (swimmin in a pile of ones)yeah nigga,
G
Dm
Bb
Cm
tomorrow man
G
Cm
Eb
In the bronxthis the face off (respect the dons,
Eb
Son where you be? (under palm trees stayin
Cm
Eb
warm)
(Who you be?) raekwon, who
Bb
Cm
is you? (amaz- on)
Fm
I'm a keep it (compton) staten ('til the day
Ab
G
Dm
is done)geah, frontin on us nigga, it's like
Bb
Cm
It's like racin a nigga in afghanistan
Gm
Cm
to go get some oil nigga
Eb
You gon' xxxx around and get your head burnti'm a new york dinosaur,
staten island artifact
Cm
Eb
Hip- hop's never dead,
Sneeze wrong, course I'm clappin
Spit in your face,
Eb
Cm
go 'head lil' baby rappers
stat- land
cliques'll die right with traction
two gunny's
Cm
Eb
Slammers is extra chunky, yeah,
Blow your head off like lunch meat
Cm
Eb
Take over the world little girl,
better stay out our brunch meetin
Cm
Eb
Fuck with they paper their gun squeezin
Cm
G
Off top, leak from the cop, them nigga jumped,
Ab
Fm
Ab
G
this is front seasonyo, man yo game man
Bb
Cm
Let these nig gaz know man f'real man
Cm
They wan' be readin our autobiographies in a minute,
G
Cm
Eb
ya heard? (yo what if I was from compton?) what if I was from staten?
Cm
Eb
I'd be king kong knockin down the buildings in
Cm
Eb
manhattan
(Gorilla warfare) shootouts, real
block shit
some real 2pac shit
after a glock spit
Cm
Eb
Game get the blood money,
cause this a new year
either bigfoot or the game been through here
with a dome shot
Cm
Eb
Come through your hood in a chevy malibu,
on stocks
and xxxx gon' pop
Cm
Eb
Fitted caps gettin peeled like
the chrome on the wheels
Cm
Eb
Got a half a mil', sing
your wounds won't heal
Cm
G
Ab
Cm
I declare war, nigga who gon' deal? yeah,
Eb
Bb
Cm
y'all know what time it is man
Eb
Cm
Eb
"Bulletproof diary" nigga, for real
Bb
Cm
Many may read this man
Ab
you heard?
Cm
Gm
All them real general niggaz man
out there man
Don't get no rest or none of that
Cm
Eb
Cm
Eb
The chef nigga, game whattup baby?
Eb
Cm
we go all over the xxxxxx world man
Eb
Cm
Get a lot of bread man, word up,
hun'ned my nigga
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Cm
We take you to boca chica or some'n man,
Eb
Cm
knahmsayin?
Eb
Cm
Sip on some motherfuckin, don julio or some'n,
y'knahmsayin?
With two foul rings on,
Eb
Cm
y'knahmsayin?
Eb
Cm
Eb
Couple of mean guatemalians with us
Half guatemala,
Niggaz ain't seen them colors man
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