Key: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Sam
Quinn, n***a
Jay
Ryder
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fat
I pass them rocks like basketball
Bb
F
Know the boy blastin' off,
I'm upstairs and I'm rappin' that raw
Bb
F
I was born in the ghetto
And them lil' niggas fightin'
and wrestlin'
Bb
F
Learn young and it's real shit
You get tossed in that freezer, man
F
Dm
With that heat, I mean
I heat em' up like fever, man
F
Dm
I'd rather go in a cloud
of smoke
Than bein' down and broke
My dream to reach
a thousand pounds of coke
Bb
F
Till then
Gwen, ready for war when I cock the ten,
mothafucka
Bb
F
Dm
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
Bb
F
We can dip, take a ride,
Get a feel of this gangsta
touch and talk to me now
Bb
F
Dm
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
F
Dm
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
Bb
F
It's time, it's time, it's time,
The only room for the ride is in
a couple of trio niggas
Like
Bb
Fats
F
Dm
Boss, hats off, game recognize game
Spit like a hitman
F
Dm
Shut you down like that 46 de fense
I want my name with that 40
kick prefix
Bb
F
Thousand gun arsenal
Come along, rip apart your flow
F
Dm
The potholes in the road
I slap the leprechaun and take
the pot of gold
Bb
F
I said I lock and load, cock back,
Rock your waist, knock your babes,
F
Dm
Got a glimpse, wanna test my strength,
get popped like a bottle of crisp
Bb
F
Got everybody followin' this,
Sprinklin' niggas and doggin'
their bits I'm like a
Tom
F
Dm
Capone beat, a knock for life
And
I'ma rock the world as I rock the mic
Bb
F
Dm
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
Bb
F
We can dip, take a ride,
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
F
Dm
it ain't no changin' us
Drugs, dope money, ain't a thing to us
Bb
F
We can dip, take a ride,
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
F
Dm
A young killin' assassin
My shots that'll start the action
F
Dm
Me and
J .R .R .I I said,
Quinn, give it to him again
Bb
F
No friends, only fam with me
come along and damage me
This
California conquerin' every coast
Bb
Dm
Fats boss, come along once
again and boast
Bb
F
We come from slums an d bums
Dope fiends smokin' burn
they thumbs
They can't turn us from
This real thug life we lead
You know, a lot of people
F
Dm
hatin' the queen
Cause I'm dangerous on papers and pens
F
Dm
I come spread to men
Why you wanna play with the end?
We be
Bb
VIP
F
Dm
Sit crisp like it's free
Tellin' this bad bitch
Ben
Aki
Bb
F
Man, we pulls up on them
Not near one of them wanna fool with me
Talk to me
Bb
F
Dm
A hundred rounds of slow them rolls
Steal them soul, I must maintain control
with them gang gang
Bb
F
Dm
It ain't no changin' us
Crust, dope money ain't a thing to us
F
Dm
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch
So talk to me now
Bb
F
Dm
It ain't no changin' us, drugs,
dope money ain't a thing to us
F
Dm
switch slangs with us
Get a feel of this gangsta touch, yeah,
Bb
F
Dm
uh
Bb
F
Dm
Bb
F
Dm
Bb
F
Dm
Thank you for
Bb
F
Dm
watching!
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsDm Bb F
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