Key: C minor
Verse 1
Gm
Hey Mimi
B
Em
D
C#m
B
E
Word?
Gm
Dm
B
E
D
Get 'em boy, get 'em boy!
F#
Gm
F#
Gm
Get 'em boy! Get 'em boy! Boy!
Verse 2
Gm
Dm
Gm
X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
Dm
Bb
Gm
Dm
'Cause X is com in' for ya
F
Gm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 3
can't do nothin' for ya
Bb
Dm
'Cause X is comin' for ya
F
Eb
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 4
I done juked nine lives
Don't get scared now nigga,
Dm
Gm
finish it 'cause you started it
Gm
F
now you want no part of it (c'mon)
Dm
Gm
Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell
me what you made of
Dm
Gm
Already lost a stripe 'cause I
Dm
Gm
know what you afraid of
We both know you pussy,
F
Dm
Just hit a nigga off,
Eb
Dm
and you can stay frontin'
Eb
Gm
I gotcha back for now,
Bb
Dm
'til I cased the joint (what?)
Dm
Gm
place to point (what?)
We laced the joint,
that's that bull
Eb
Gm
But now you know, what you get,
Eb
Dm
when you fuckin' wit
now you stuck in shit
Stuck in shit,
F
Gm
'til that headpiece gets blazed
F
Eb
Dm
Screamin this, ah, cease to the grave
Eb
Gm
Its over, at least for you it is
It don't take the coroner,
to see how true it is
I knew these kid,
Dm
but did that stop me from gettin' 'em, screamin'
F
Gm
while I'm hittin' and splittin' him down
put the hose to his guts (what?)
Washed away,
Gm
F
Dm
And now be cause of you,
Eb
Dm
Eb
Dm
Eb
Gm
I hurt when it rains
Verse 5
can't do nothin' for ya
Bb
Gm
Dm
'Cause X is comin' for ya
F
Eb
Gm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 6
can't do nothin' for ya
Dm
Gm
F
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Dm
F
Eb
Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 7
Gm
Eb
My real name is Damien and my
Gm
Dm
girl's name is Carrie
but too young to marry
Gm
F
jacks so I taxed his ass
Dm
Gm
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'
F
Gm
to take it there (uhh)
F
Dm
Eb
But with this Desert Eagle
Dm
Eb
in your mouth
You cryin' 'bout let's make
Dm
Gm
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
F
Dm
wanna become famous
F
Eb
remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
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!
Eb
Gm
Runnin' up in the spot with,
now how you think yo' kids feel?
Knowin' you died a snitch,
F
Gm
Dm
I look in yo' and see a bitch
Gm
F
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
Dm
Eb
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
Gm
Dm
'cause there's a curse (what?)
is the hearse
Gm
Eb
Gm
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
Am
Gm
You realize,
F
Dm
Eb
you ain't gonna see your shorty
Verse 8
can't do nothin' for ya
Bb
Gm
F
'Cause X is comin' for ya
F
Eb
Gm
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 9
can't do nothin' for ya
Eb
F
'Cause X is comin' for ya
Outro 1
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Gm
Gm
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