Key: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
F
Am
E
Dm
E
F
Am
Verse 1
a mothafuckin' cocaine pusher
Got work under the stairs
Got the gun in the bushes
Am
E
Anybody want beef,
E
F
Bring the punk out of a
I got that recipe they tell
Me "pass the cook book"
Am
E
Fuckin wit lil' weezy baby
Dm
E
That's a good look so
F
Am
hop your ass on the
Good book and sha mon'
Would want to front on
I put ya whole life on ya front
lawn come on
Am
E
F
Son on that shit that none on, gun on
I can drive the whip and work
Am
F
The tooly while with one arm
That's word to my mom
She worry if I'ma come home
I tell her don't trip
I'm runnin' this bitch
A nigga just gettin' his stunt on
Am
F
Am
Number one stunner junior! hallelujah!
F
Am
Fuck ya! I wish I never knew ya! PEACE!
Verse 2
bird in the bag
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
F
Am
Clear the scene! Clear the scene
Let the g's do they thing
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
F
Am
Clear the scene! Clear the scene
Let the g's do their thing
Verse 3
You fuckers will get it from me
I touch 'em with every dummy
My duffel is filled with money
Am
E
You pop your lip and get
ya man shot boy!
F
Am
I make 'em lean and rock
Like Dem Franchise Boyz!
Nigga there ain't no doubt wit me
You run your mouth to me
I go hang you over ya balcony
Am
E
They got it out for me
Dm
E
F
Don't gotta spell it out for me jersey boy
Don't try to play homie I'll
Pull the eighty out, fade ya out
Put what you was thinkin'
Dm
E
pray for me
Merk'em all wit that dirty four
Servin raw, till I'm thirty- four
E
Dm
E
That's weezy f, ransom, grease yes!
F
Am
Hand guns, bland one, go ahead
Bleed to death
Verse 4
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
F
Am
Clear the scene! Clear the scene
Let the g's do their thing
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
Verse 5
Nigga 'posed to do
Hundred thousand dollar whips when
E
Dm
E
Triple c's, my people we triple g's
F
Am
While you looking all crooked
My niggas they quick to squeeze!
Bitch who you rapping 'bout
When it come to weight
When I rick ross max it out
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E
I'm the one that they askin' bout
F
Am
In the aston martin, weed sparkin'
Rick Ross will never ask you out
When I get your number I'ma come
And hunt your fuckin mouth
Am
E
You gotta suck dick,
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F
? 3 5 7 can't touch this
I9 5, I traffic my body weight
In the big body Benz
C
Am
You straight!? I hope ya ass is
F
Am
I'll leave ya ass as is
Verse 6
bird in the bag
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
And the bag on my back
Got a murder warrant in the
Am
E
Magazine on my lap clear the scene!
Am
F
Let the g's do their thing
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsAm F E Dm C
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