Key: Ab major•
Intro 1
Abm
Ab
Db
Cb
Db
Verse 1
Db
Cb
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Fm
Gb
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Db
Cb
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
Verse 2
I'll put the boys on your back
I'll kill everything you stand for
Db
Cb
'Cause you're a bitch
and a man- whore
Db
Cb
Db
I'll settle the damn score and more
About my own beef,
I don't care about a gang war
Cb
Db
Ain't hard to shoot, it ain't hard to fall,
so what you waiting for?
E
Cb
E
I'll break your jaw,
Cb
Db
I'll take the law into my own hands
You wanna fuck me up?
I've got my own plans
Ab
Keep running your cakehole I'll have you buried
Verse 3
Db
in
Db
Cb
You better lay low, fall back when I say so
I'll have you dressed all white,
wearing a halo
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Cb
All I really give a damn about is the pesos
I let the devil take over,
believe I'm colder
is more bigger and bolder
so don't say I never told ya
Verse 4
some kind of stunt?
some kind of lump?
Pull out the pump like it's that
time of month? And don't
Db
Cb
Or a peacemaker, a deceased hater
Is the best kind,
E
Db
don't wanna see me go blind
Don't cross the line
Verse 5
'cause it's about that time
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Cb
I bust a head if I really want to vent
Db
Cb
Db
Or I could just kick back, be a gent
Or put a price on your head,
Cb
Db
Money and an alibi, money and an alibi
Cb
Db
Money and an alibi,
Cb
Db
money and an alibi
Fm
Db
Verse 6
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
Db
Verse 7
Cb
Db
Stop chatting the place up
C
Db
Don't mean I have to start
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Cb
If I weren't doing this,
Laced- up, on row, somebody's
getting drapsed- up
tool, can never break up
And I stand tall, I'm cool,
can never shake up
Verse 8
Playing in a pool of blood, you
got blazed- up
I know you think you're heavy,
but you're really not ready, just settle yourself
Cb
Db
I suggest you fix up,
if you skitz out, it'll all be tits- up
R. I. P. you don't wanna get ripped- up and zipped- up,
all 'cause you're running your lips up
Verse 9
up, just stay in your lane
that's the way of my brain
So refrain from chatting my name for capital
gain 'cause this ain't a game
When you're dead they'll
say it's a shame
Ab
Db
Talking 'bout all you could
have been if you weren't slain
And you've only got yourself to blame,
so forget the fame
Verse 10
Or put a price on your head,
that's money well- spent
Db
Cb
money and an alibi
Money and an alibi,
Db
Gb
money and an alibi
Verse 11
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
Couple of stacks,
I'll put the boys on your back
Couple of stacks,
I'll make the ratch go click- clack
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