Key: C# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
F#m
Em
Aiyyo Son (yo) aiyyo come downstairs
Asshole, asshole, asshole!
Abm
F#m
There's like six bitch- ass niggaz on
D
Dm
Cm
(Aiyyo word?) These niggaz is rappin,
F#m
Em
Can't tell these niggaz they ain't hype
D
Dm
They punk smoove bullshit,
I'm gettin dressed now
Dm
Cm
check it check it
Verse 2
F#m
Em
one time for the snitch droppin dime
Abm
F#m
Glock diss, Rocky, Mountain,
Em
Dm
energy's from my
my brain pounded
Dm
Cm
then you don't know who Dutch is
Don't get snuffed kid,
F#m
Em
And rock mad domes while we at
Verse 3
Abm
F#m
Fuck that, niggaz better
Dm
C#
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's
Cm
Abm
that nigga from Heltah Skeltah
Cm
Abm
the nine that I buck (blahhh)
Dm
Cm
Microphone you hand me till the judge
remand me (what)
Verse 4
Abm
F#m
I, be the drama bringer
D
Dm
Wrecker of a set I buck shot
Abm
F#m
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin
Em
Dm
tracks bout they RnRin
Cm
(They heard us comin and turned to track stars,
F#m
Em
I be, never sloppy, I be ROTC
F#m
Em
blind yeah we do crimes
F#m
Em
but yo stop the blood clot cryin
Cm
Abm
to bash your eyes in
Dm
Cm
Mr. Flipster, ROCK, Grandson of Sam
Verse 5
Cm
Abm
F#m
As the World Turns in my search
F#m
D
Cm
I seek the God in life, for some insight
G
F#m
Freaky like a golden shower
G
Em
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the dirt
Abm
F#m
It's never humble in
Em
asphault jungles
F#m
Em
the evil these two men do, torment you
D
Cm
Lyrical landlord, your fuckin rent due
Verse 6
Cm
Em
Clans, posses, crews and kliks
Cm
G
suck my dick
Verse 7
Em
Dm
Two's for the anti- real snakes
Abm
G
Three's for the irrational Ruck, bitch!
Em
Dm
I be Rock and the four's for hip- hop
Abm
F#m
Em
Ask me how foul I am,
Dm
Cm
It was me that hit your bitch
up in my man's van
Abm
F#m
Too plexed your grand- pops
then like corn I pop shit
Em
Dm
You can't flush,
Cm
fuckin with us you're smacked with hock spit
Abm
F#m
Who dare square with Rock
Dm
Cm
Tree times worse dan a
Dm
Cm
If you wanna hear your neck click
See this center,
F#m
Em
but really play no basketball
D
Dm
I do my shootin with
Abm
Em
To the floor, OGC hit up everything
that come through the door
Dm
Cm
Recognize Heltah Skeltah mean
war
Verse 8
Abm
G
So what's the reason for the treason,
Abm
G
Em
God cipher devine drop bombs on the blind
Cm
Abm
instead of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga
F#m
Em
to come with hand skills
Dm
Cm
Man chill, might end up in a landfill
Abm
F#m
Stand still, nigga you know
Dm
Cm
Me and Rock is this tight (there'll never
be no fist fights)
Who sniff coke,
Dm
Cm
now your bitch broke ain't no misquote
G
Em
I just spoke, wicked ways with
words of wisdom
D
Dm
Cm
Like Cyclops I spot fly shot
s with ill vision
Dm
F#m
Em
Similar to none Son so it fuckin seem
D
Dm
Cm
Savages get sewn the fuck up with shots to they spleen
Outro 1
Cm
G
Em
D
Cm
Abm
G
Em
D
Cm
G
Gm
F#m
Em
Dm
Cm
G
Em
Cm
G
F#m
Em
Dm
Cm
F#m
Em
Dm
Abm
F#m
Em
D
Dm
Cm
F#m
Em
Dm
Cm
Abm
F#m
Em
D
Cm
G
Em
D
Cm
G
Em
Dm
D
Cm
Abm
Em
F#m
Abdim
Abm
D
Em
Dm
Cm
G
Em
D
Dm
Cm
G
Em
D
G
Em
D
Cm
Em
D
Dm
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