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