Key: B minor
Verse 1
F
Am
Dm
Gia, made hype in the house
Am
Dm
Half ounce in the house
Am
Dm
And we back in this bitch with a 93 shot
Yo, what's up?
Am
Dm
you know what sayin'?
Man,
Al's about to kick it
Am
Dm
So give me a little of that flamboyant,
you what sayin'?
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Am
Dm
Cause I'm the prime candidate
Am
Dm
For the nigga you love to hate
Am
Dm
On a mission to be six feet deep,
peep I'm makin' it sweet when rollin' four deep
It's a shame the way
Am
Dm
them cards were dealt
They put us on this bitch and said,
go for sale
Em
Dm
And what the fuck was a nigga to do? I gave a love
Am
Dm
to a scrub for a motherfuckin' twenty -two
And that's how I was layin'
in the garage
And who's to say that
Am
Dm
a man can't get his
With a little bit of that and
Am
Dm
a little bit of his big
Am
Dm
So many ways to pull a fuckin' jack
One, pull the hammer back
Am
Dm
and peel a fuckin' cap
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Caps get peeled, shit
Am
Dm
hit the switch
Poppin' this muthafuck
Am
Dm
in' gangsta beat
And I got my muthafuckin'
heat on the front seat
Nigga better think fast cause
Em
Dm
AIDS gon' blast, uh
Poppin' them blind like
Stevie
Wonder
Got the
Mack and it's a fact that the
Am
Dm
hood done took me under
Am
Down with the funk so don't start no shit
Am
Dm
got the back and we in this bitch, uh
Release the safety and the
bullets start spittin'
You run but you get hittin' cause
ain't no bull shittin'
That's why you always catch the
Am
Dm
menace in a bulletproof
E -N -E -F -C shootin' out the sunroof
It's just the motherfuckin'
Am
Dm
way that I feel
When caps get peeled, chill
Am
Dm
Caps get peeled, chill
Niggas don't know the
Am
Dm
motherfuckin' deal
Caps get peeled, chill
Am
Dm
I guess they don't think this shit is real
Am
Dm
Caps get peeled, nigga, chill
Am
Dm
Say hello to the motherfuckin' state
Caps get peeled, chill
Tek -9
F
Am
It was three niggas walkin' up,
was tryin' to check mine
F
Dm
Cause if I have to kick to the hood to catch a slippin',
then your lights out
Blow me down, blow me down,
Am
Dm
they shot, but I ain't dead yet
I rolled over, hit my shoulder,
got on my feet and jet
Ran to the bush to get my
Am
Dm
gun so I could fire back
Help me now, help me now,
these busters all around me
They put their gun, I put my glock,
and that's how cops get killed
Am
Dm
I ain't dead yet
Am
Dm
But I ain't dead yet
That's how cops get killed
Am
Dm
know the fuckin' deal
Caps get peeled, nigga, uh
Am
Dm
Say hello to the motherfuckin' steel
Am
Dm
Caps get peeled, nigga, uh
And comin' from
We know what's up,
Gia
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
You
Am
Dm
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