Key: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Eb
Cm
G
Cm
Ooh ooh
Eb
Cm
Fm
G
Cm
Gm
Eb
Cm
Fm
G
Cm
Eb
Cm
Eb
Cm
Flashin'
Eb
Fm
G
Eb
*belches*
Ooh
Gm
Cm
I'm goin' off that Boyd dog
G
Cm
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga head
grew up in the hood
G
Eb
Mannish little knucklehead hard
Eb
Fm
Meanin' give a fuck about
with a knife
When I was three years old,
finally figured it out
G
Cm
That's why a nigga sold coke,
clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt,
Wet his ass up, that nigga see and go
G
Gm
Fully automatic convertible
Fire extingusher, if you ain't spittin'
G
Cm
You betta' damn sure be workin'
for me or else you're fucked
Cm
Fm
Dope game got me like this,
fertify high
G
Cm
Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong,
I'm sayin'
and order a gang of food
Cm
Eb
Cm
Run up out of that prejudiced
Damn near flashin',
Gm
Eb
that's what the fuck I'm doin'
Fm
G
Cm
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and
G
Cm
I'm sayin' fuck the world
I'm pissin on everything, fuck it,
G
Fm
nigga I'm flashin'
Eb
Fm
I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuck
G
in' table
touch my shit and I'm flashin'
Gm
Cm
Un derstand my shit,
the situation is way damn real
Cm
And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement,
I'm flashin'
G
Cm
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin
in the air for nothin'
G
Cm
duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up,
Cm
Eb
About to light the nigga crib up
Cm
Fm
Bang bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Three in the mornin' it's
hard labor chasin paper
Cm
Eb
sev eral Russian car
Cm
Eb
Fm
Click- ers come esouped with
F#
G
VCR's
Microwave ovens and credit cards
Beatin' nijjas down with bumper jacks
Cm
Eb
Fm
LIP's bitches overseas shoot crap
F#
G
Try to have more paper
than a factory
out when the yard flexes
G
Eb
Cm
Liable, blow a whole on a psycho
F#
G
Vital, lookin' out for the rival
Eb
Fm
Run up in his home white sock or bone
Cm
G
Cm
tol whip a nigga
With a zap force, seen this hammer,
G
Cm
Bakin soda, listening to the scanner,
scared man
Can't win, especially when
Fm
G
a nigga packin''
G
Cm
I'm flashin', the Elroy's pulled me over
Eb
Cm
Eb
And put the flashlight to my window
Fm
Cm
and told me I was speedin'
G
Cm
And I got to, fa- lashin' on they ass
I got to actin like a demon
G
Eb
the motherfuckers told me
On a motherfucker,
Fm
G
up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said,
Don't let me get to flashin' on
G
Cm
yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club,
Eb
Fm
Eb
and a motherfucker step on my shoe
G
Eb
Gm
Cm
And I got to fa- lashin!
It's all bad,
G
Cm
motherfucker used to be comrade
Eb
Cm
Eb
Used to fuck the same hoes,
Fm
F#
wear Jeff clothes
G
Cm
G
Closer than a bugger to a nose,
Slammin' Cadillac do's together,
cookin crack
G
Cm
Gettin' eighteens if it's back,
Cm
Fm
Put the whammy on the whoop,
be on the lookout
G
Cm
For the state troop, might shoot,
durin the drug deal
Flippin at the mouth
your motherfuckin' folkers out
Boy Scouts
Fm
G
Paper route dropped a dia
mond get some day skunk
booty like a old hag
G
Cm
She gonna get hella stanky if youse
get teared up
Fm
Cm
But us niggas don't bring me back
G
Cm
My motherfuckin' duffle bag
I squinges off the hinges
Fm
G
Cm
Eb
Lean ballin', alcohol and weed
Cm
Eb
A thousand dollars worth of chump change,
G
Cm
A criminal record a full of dirty deeds
Givin niggas black eyes and
bloody lips
G
Cm
G
Cauliflower ears and extra clips
Eb
Cm
Eb
Fm
Gun clappin mu sic slappin
party crashin''
G
Cm
Brash and motherfucker flashin'
Fm
Gm
The holiday just came on the first
Fm
Cm
second and third of the month
Eb
Cm
Eb
Fm
Made my check late and I got to,
G
Cm
flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' that
shit about my beat too loud
I walked up the motherfuckin'
G
Cm
Tellin that bitch I'm F- ah- lashin'
Send a rookie to the store to bring
G
Eb
me back some Rossi Ron
Cm
Eb
He brought me back Chablais, and
G
Cm
On that bitch ass motherfucker,
silly nigga
Yknahmsayin? A motherfucker up
Gm
Cm
in this motherfucker flashin'
Eb
Fm
Get to testin my testicles nigga
G
Cm
and I'ma flash on yo' ass
Bad word get back to me
and I'm flashin'
Eb
Cm
Lost all my money up in the dice
G
Cm
game and I flash
Cm
Eb
on and go to flashin'
Cm
Eb
G
And I'm flashed
G
Cm
For some ice and I flashed
G
Fm
fools left me for dead
motherfuckers
Fm
G
And they ass was in the red,
I got to flashin'
G
Fm
Cm
Cm
Fm
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit shit bitch,
G
Fm
Cm
shit!
Outro 1
Cm
G
Eb
Cm
Fm
G
G
Cm
Fm
Eb
Cm
Fm
G
Cm
Eb
Cm
Fm
G
Cm
Eb
Cm
Eb
Fm
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TunerE A D G B E
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