Gangsta chords by Guce

SimplifiedAm · Em · D

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Verse 1
Am 
You niggas off a pill right now,
Em 
Am 
y 'all mean, this for all you haters
Em 
Am 
and all my loved ones.
Em 
D 
Uh, yeah,
Em 
laying up under your bitch right now,
Am 
you understand me,
better have a bubble nigga,
Em 
sack of grapes, y mean a pill,
some remedy,
D 
Em 
Am 
Em 
dig that, put a dig up in your
D 
Em 
Am 
I ain't gone, still ballin',
it's nothin'
Picture me fallin' out there,
Em 
the nigga havin' somethin'
Real friends turn foe,
D 
I guess that's how it goes
In the game,
Em 
when the young nigga was gettin' dope
Am 
I got it poppin' and everybody
was feelin' me
Doin' my own thing,
Em 
now you bitch niggas ain't feelin' me
You niggas backstabbin',
this bitch made I'm about to have it
Am 
Real nigga, still claimin' get paid
I caught a case, then I bailed out
Snitch nigga tried to have me
Em 
stuck in a jailhouse
On probation, still suckin'
D 
God bless the child that
Em 
could get the cash
It's still bubblin'
Am 
Keep my name out your mouth
and stop hatin'
I'ma get a nigga before I'm gone,
Em 
I ain't playin'
Talk a lot of shit like you bustin' straps
D 
Em 
Ain't no nigga made to
steal your ass
and still get clapped
Am 
No heart, nothin' but sugar in your tank
Em 
If I catch your ass outta strap, I'ma bang
Y 'all know who kept it gangsta
We kept it gangsta
Am 
The more money,
more problems and shit
Man I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
Y 'all know who kept it gangsta
We kept it gangsta
Am 
The more money, more problems and shit
Man I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
D 
It started off mafia,
Em 
ended with the feds
Running with criminals and felons
Am 
and we still bellin'
A young n***a misled,
poppin' these off trees
With baby reapers ready to
Em 
bunch your head
Off the Hennessy,
D 
remember how we mixed the remedy
Em 
F*** the cops when they left,
we came back to the block
Am 
It was so  incredible, inseparable
When I ran out of cream,
Em 
then you got all the beans
We switched cars like we switched bitches
We stackin' bread like the Chinese
and gettin' riches
Am 
Thought we was homies,
then get switched to the other side
I'm on my s***
cause these hatin' n****s
want my life
Em 
Where all my n****s
that's supposed to be down for me?
D 
Em 
And now these snitch n****s
breakin' up the family
Am 
I introduce you to the block
like your first piece of pussy
Payback is a motherfucker,
Em 
I ain't no sucker
Spreadin' false shit
D 
I watch you bitch niggas roll
Em 
While I stack a million dollars,
gang blocked and low
Am 
Now you know,
still fuckin' keepin' hype
See that shit that you niggas talk,
Em 
I don't take it lightly
Yeah, y 'all know who
kept it gangsta
Everybody know who we kept it gangsta
Am 
Uh, the more money,
more problems and shit
Man, I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
We kept it gangsta, we kept it gangsta
Am 
The more money,
more problems and shit
Man, I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
D 
Picture this, a young nigga
Em 
came up  in the church
Baptizing the game on the block
Am 
and then work
Never thought it would be that day
Em 
Getting shot by some niggas in the back,
man, ain't that a bitch
D 
They got us caught up in this trap, man
Em 
The weed keep me
from going the same
Am 
But the feds fuck it with my
brain and my bra
Still thuggin' like you left me, dawg
Young niggas gettin' murdered,
Em 
shit is fillin' the vault
D 
We had a plan out to get rich
Em 
Real niggas got hit and the game switch
Am 
I'm seein' demons in my sleep
Messages from God
let me know that they after me
Em 
A   young nigga, lifestyle violent
Nose wide open,
don't really know what time it is
Am 
Where all my homies that died,
I wonder where they go
They have a chance to live they life
Em 
though God bless the dead
D 
I thank the Lord when my day is finished
Em 
Cause see, it's cold without my niggas,
Am 
keep my hand on the trigger
Young niggas learn from your mistakes
Cause if you don't,
when you don't,
somebody take your place
Em 
And nigga that real
Y 'all know we kept it gangsta
Everybody know how we kept it gangsta
Am 
The more money,
more problems and shit
Man, I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
Y know we kept it gangsta
Everybody know how we kept it gangsta
Am 
The more money,
more problems and shit
Man, I wish I still had my clique
Em 
to  push with me
Yo, it's your boy G -Fast
I'm gonna give you a thuggin' piece
of my niggas, man
Am 
Em 
Jark, Wax, Nella Wood, Rowe, Kurt, B .B. Junior, G. Diddy, D. Rock, Young Woods,
Am 
J .O., Young M .O .E., Escobar, Lil' Larry, Uda, Lil' Boo, Adrian, my nigga
Em 
Tommy Fats, I love you niggas
D 
Yeah, to my niggas that's
Em 
locked down, man
Federal detentions,
you know what mean
Am 
Yeah, we gon' keep it movin', man
Yeah, my nigga MD,
Em 
keep your head up  , boy
Ratchy B, love you niggas,
Am 
man, for life