Key: F major•
Intro 1
F
Gm
Bb
F
Gm
Cm
F
Gm
Bb
F
Gm
Verse 1
F
It's
Gm
F
Bb
the motherfuckin' heist so don't ring the alarm 'G'
F
Gm
F
It's the B- O- S- S and the S- P- I- C- E
Bb
So, put this gat in your pants (right)
F
Gm
Bb
And we gonna rob these motherfucker s
For every nookie and cranny
F
Bb
My nig ga G- N- U- T is up inside
Gm
He's trapped with the AK that's
F
how us East Bay niggas ride
Player, I'm gonna spray these
Bb
cameras with this paint
F
Gm
And when I do, blow that bald ass
F
se curity guard out his shoes
Verse 2
Well Aye yo nigga gimme the shit
Bb
So Boss can load a full clip
F
A trigger- happy bitch scream
Gm
in' "get down"
F
Mother fuckers are makin' us rich
Creepin' in the bank,
Bb
we tip- toe slowly they don't know me 'G'
F
Gm
Bb
Pullin' lace to get rich with 187 faculty
F
Me and my glock to
Verse 3
Gm
F
use my glock
Bb
F
Gm
Cause fire'll bomb the AK- a (uh)
F
The 187 posse rob the bank in their way- a
Verse 4
Gm
F
Bb
My nigga G- Nut
whattup?
(Nutter, 'cause we ain't pit stop)
Gm
I know we got the caddy in the lobby
F
For the robbery car to kill the cop
Verse 5
F
Bb
Like Bonnie and Clyde called it
the motherfuckin' stick- up
F
Pick - up any fool smooth I'll make
this Uzi want to hiccup
Bb
So kick up the cash be fore
I blast with this Jason mask
F
Gm
Quit tryin' to fuck with
Bb
a psy chopath
F
Don't ring
Verse 6
Bb
F
Gm
F
the alarm G
Eb
Don't ring the alarm G
F
Bb
Don't ring the alarm G
F
Gm
Bb
Don't ring the alarm G
F
We runnin' up out the bank
Verse 7
Bb
Yelling "clear" to the public
Gm
You probably never seen a bitch
F
That's showin' you niggas
how to properly fuckin' huh
Bb
We rushed it to the getaway
F
Gm
We slid away nig gas get done away
F
Then that loot is getting hid away
Bb
Livin' in the fast watch the shit
get hot as we were bailin'
F
Gm
I'm givin' a signal to my
F
motherfuckin' niggas trailin'
Bb
And from behind a couple of
pistols and some Uzi's
F
Gm
Bb
And thinkin' doin' those niggas be
fore them motherfuckers do me in
F
Bb
Its kind of simple shoot them
in the temple
F
Gm
Search through them all I got
F
my niggas from the ore
And motherfuckers are bore, uh
Verse 8
F
Yo 'G' it's getting
Bb
deeper an d deeper
F
Gm
But yo I got the flavor for
F
the motherfuckin' fever
A fever for the flavor of
Bb
the mother fuckin' jet
Gm
I looked up in the bag
F
50G's, a hundred stacks
My trigga gots no heart and yo
Bb
it ain't no love bitch
Gm
Nigga, talkin' about killin'
Bb
motherfuckers dumpin' 'em in a ditch
F
Bb
I must survive 'G' they won't
F
take me alive 'G'
Peepin' out these niggas up in the van
who been trailin' me
Gm
The coppers are com in',
Bb
deep as fuck so try to catch a thug
F
Gm
F
The only way I'm fallin is slippin'
Bb
on one of these niggas blood
F
Gm
I'm givin' a fuck so
Bb
yo whats up I feel a wild pitch
F
I'm gonna light this chronic and start
Bb
F
some OK like cor ral shit
Then kill this bitch,
Bb
and keep the cash, get my dash on
F
That's how we doin' it
Bb
F
in 93 I gets my blast on
Bb
We thought we ditched the cop
pers rolled up in the cat 'G'
F
Gm
I'm about to kill these mother
Eb
F
fuckers that been followin' me
Gm
Bb
I'm pullin' my glock out I hear
F
the helicopters com in'
Gm
Pigs has us surrounded,
Bb
dropped the loot and started runnin'
F
Don't
Verse 9
Bb
ring the alarm G
F
Gm
F
Don't ring the alarm G
Eb
F
Gm
F
Bb
Don't ring the alarm G
F
Gm
Eb
Don't ring the alarm G
Outro 1
F
Gm
Bb
F
Gm
Cm
F
Gm
Bb
F
Gm
Bb
F
Bb
F
Gm
Eb
F
Bb
F
Gm
F
Bb
F
Gm
F
Bb
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF Gm Bb Cm Eb
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Gm
Bb
Cm
Eb
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