Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
D
Am
C
Charged add to the game,
Am
yeah
Am
C
things will never be the same
where my heart is
whoever phoned me
Like you could be a snake
him if he violate
Tryna find a reason not
at your sideways?
I'ma set some killers on a riot
I been should've blown
Said they solid and they
wasn't drawn
C
D
Em
Comin' for me, hope you comin' strong
fuckin' mom's
Then lay low until you're
fuckin' gone
G
D
G
Charge out to the game,
Am
Em
Am
charge out to the fame
D
C
Charge out to the fact
Am
C
that it won't keep sayin' my name
D
Em
Yeah, charge out to the game, yeah,
Am
C
things will never be the same
Am
Em
Charge out to the game,
C
Em
I miss my dog, it's fucked up,
he got murdered
talked to my brother Berto
Twenty -five years from them
fuckin' with strippers
fuck who get bitches
Everyone with you gon'
and I snitch it
like I'm pinchin'
in Port Richmond
I'm like I'm fishin',
All who did me dirty,
C
Em
Charge out to the game,
Am
Em
Charge out to the game,
Am
Em
I don't even know
C
D
Green light the situation, let em go
call the bombings up
that's the formula
look what that done to ya
that pavement under ya
no, I can't fuck with ya
Am
C
Deep down, no, I still got love for ya
Am
C
Em
Charge out to the game,
Am
G
Charge out to the game,
Em
D
charge out to the fame
G
Am
Charge out to the game, yeah,
Em
D
charge out to the pain
Am
C
that things will never be the same
Am
Em
It's never been the same
Am
C
Em
keep sayin' my name
D
Am
C
Pain, they'll never,
Am
C
and they keep sayin',
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ChordsEm D Am C G
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