Key: Bb minor
Intro 1
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Verse 1
Gm
When I say I don't give a fuck
I mean that yeah
Cm
When them niggas brains is getting bust
I done seen that yeah
Gm
If a shipment was coming in
Dm
Gm
Cm
I need a lot of that wod ie
I need a sixty- forty nigga
And no chargin' that wodie
Gm
You done heard about
Dm
Michael Jackson
Gm
And shiggidy shit
Cm
But you ain't never heard about me
When I'm flissin a bitch
Gm
Niggas shoulders gettin knocked
Clean off of they head
Cm
See that red dot comin from
Me and my girlfriend
Gm
Cause I wants mine
I needs mine
Cm
And I'm about to get mine
At these times
Look lil' daddy
Gm
You ain't got to worry about
none of these other niggas
Cm
You needs to be worried about
Eb
Gm
when Juvi comin to get ya
Look, I make a phone call to the big dog
Cm
Y'all bitches better handle y'all
Gm
business before I hit y'all
Bb
Gm
Cm
Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on
Gm
the block aright
Verse 2
Gm
[Chorus: x2] It's enemy
turf that I'm on
Cm
So I'ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points
And tote my black calicoe
Gm
My lil' brother Weezy
Dm
Gm
(My big brother
Cm
Juvi)
Eb
(Four hit the blocks)
Dm
Bb
Gm
(Strapped up with
the Uzis)
Dm
What, What,
Verse 3
Cm
F
Gm
Cm
Eb
F
La
Gm
Gun for gun
Eye for eye
Cm
Better move yo' wife and son
Cause I ride or die
Gm
Cash money Hot Boy
Bless me when I'm gone
Cm
But until then load up
the chrome cause it's on
I been bout it
Gm
Put a four up in my lip and
put my dirty up in the clip
Cm
I drop the top and then I flip I hit
his cock and make 'em flip
Gm
And I be full of that trash
I be the first one to jump out the
Cm
jag bust at 'em fast
Watch the bullets chop off the head
Gm
And make 'em fall in the grass
One move they all die
Cm
Lil' Weezy small frie
Gorilla when it's war time
Gm
Y'all better learn
When this nigga shoot it'll be all hell
Cm
Well then let 'em burn
Hold him for ransom hear
Gm
him this morning
Dm
Gm
Seven churn and I be damn if I let 'em go
Cm
If I don't get my dough
Then hell will be all blowin'
Dm
Gm
'Till I R.I.P C- M- R I be
Cm
I put it down for all my peeps
Eb
Cm
Nigga, I'm H- B for real
Interlude 1
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Eb
Cm
Gm
Verse 4
Gm
[Chorus: x2] All
Cm
Gm
I know is
Cm
Eb
Gm
the streets
And how to strap up
Dm
Bb
Gm
When it's time shoot it
Cm
Cock yo' heaters
Tie up yo' bags
It's time to do it
Gm
Blaze the blunt
Shut off the lights
And cut down the music
Cm
Roll down the windows
Turn the corner
And let loose with the,
Dm
Gm
If ya don't know now
Then ya never will learn
Cm
You ca play with Lil' Wayne
And yo' block get burned
Gm
You must love to go swimming
Cause the water gets deeper
Cm
See I bust you wide open
Eb
And take 'ya daughter with me
Gm
Here come the beat boy
D
Gm
D
Shoot out the street lights
Gm
Cm
Time to bring on the heat boy
If you ain't really wit it
Gm
Then you better get back
I open yo' chest
Cm
And make it look just like a wet cat
Eb
This is a death trap
Gm
I'm a guerrilla and I mean it
Cm
Leave ya' head still in a beanin'
Not on the cement
D
Gm
Calicoe steamin'
Red dot beamin'
Dressed up suspicious
Cm
Play with Lil Weezy you'll be dinner for the fishes
Gm
Dm
Interlude 2
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Verse 5
Gm
[Chorus: x2] Enemy Turf
Cm
Eb
Gm
Cm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Cm
Time to strap up
Outro 1
What
Cm
Gm
Cm
Eb
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
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