Key: C minor
Verse 1
Dm
Hey Mimi
F#
Bm
A
Abm
F#
B
Word?
Dm
Am
F#
B
A
Get 'em boy, get 'em boy!
C#
Dm
C#
Dm
Get 'em boy! Get 'em boy! Boy!
Verse 2
Dm
Am
Dm
X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
Am
F
Dm
Am
'Cause X is com in' for ya
C
Dm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 3
can't do nothin' for ya
F
Am
'Cause X is comin' for ya
C
Bb
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 4
I done juked nine lives
Don't get scared now nigga,
Am
Dm
finish it 'cause you started it
Dm
C
now you want no part of it (c'mon)
Am
Dm
Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell
me what you made of
Am
Dm
Already lost a stripe 'cause I
Am
Dm
know what you afraid of
We both know you pussy,
C
Am
Just hit a nigga off,
Bb
Am
and you can stay frontin'
Bb
Dm
I gotcha back for now,
F
Am
'til I cased the joint (what?)
Am
Dm
place to point (what?)
We laced the joint,
that's that bull
Bb
Dm
But now you know, what you get,
Bb
Am
when you fuckin' wit
now you stuck in shit
Stuck in shit,
C
Dm
'til that headpiece gets blazed
C
Bb
Am
Screamin this, ah, cease to the grave
Bb
Dm
Its over, at least for you it is
It don't take the coroner,
to see how true it is
I knew these kid,
Am
but did that stop me from gettin' 'em, screamin'
C
Dm
while I'm hittin' and splittin' him down
put the hose to his guts (what?)
Washed away,
Dm
C
Am
And now be cause of you,
Bb
Am
Bb
Am
Bb
Dm
I hurt when it rains
Verse 5
can't do nothin' for ya
F
Dm
Am
'Cause X is comin' for ya
C
Bb
Dm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 6
can't do nothin' for ya
Am
Dm
C
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Am
C
Bb
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 7
Dm
Bb
My real name is Damien and my
Dm
Am
girl's name is Carrie
but too young to marry
Dm
C
jacks so I taxed his ass
Am
Dm
Every chance I get,
is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)
Takin' up room in the morgue under a
white sheet (c'mon)
That's what you get for tryin'
C
Dm
to take it there (uhh)
C
Am
Bb
But with this Desert Eagle
Am
Bb
in your mouth
You cryin' 'bout let's make
Am
Dm
brain a little smarter (uh-huh)
When I think the rain will stop,
it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)
Part of the game is niggas
C
Am
wanna become famous
C
Bb
remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag money
I ain't laughin',
but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)
I used to talk about that shit you got
when that shit get hot!
Bb
Dm
Runnin' up in the spot with,
now how you think yo' kids feel?
Knowin' you died a snitch,
C
Dm
Am
I look in yo' and see a bitch
Dm
C
Wasn't surprised to see
I got a flight at 6 goin' to Pakistan
So let this nigga know, I know he pussy,
I'ma smack his man (uhh)
Fuckin' Willie niggas and silly niggas
Am
Bb
I'd rather be eatin' off a plate
niggas (what?)
as much I can stand
A nigga smilin' in my face like they
my motherfuckin' man
Dm
Am
'cause there's a curse (what?)
is the hearse
Dm
Bb
Dm
cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)
Catches up and get you right
when you thought you slid
It's gettin' dark,
and with the cold to the heart
Em
Dm
You realize,
C
Am
Bb
you ain't gonna see your shorty
Verse 8
can't do nothin' for ya
F
Dm
C
'Cause X is comin' for ya
C
Bb
Dm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 9
can't do nothin' for ya
Bb
C
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Outro 1
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Dm
Dm
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