Key: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Aye, you want some of this shit?
I don't play that shit,
and I'm finna buss a cap in a nigga
When he come out you,
gotta tighten his ass up
Verse 2
I'ma get in the other car, aight
C
cock it and dump it
A
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
Verse 3
I gotta do,
A
Em
The DA can play this mother
G
Em
C
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
A
Em
C
homie I ain't playing
Verse 4
ya fucking skull get popped
C
G
is the killing season
Em
C
that's a good enough reason
when they start bleeding
Em
B
Jesus help me" 'cause they as s leaking
C
A
You can squeeze ya little hand
Verse 5
for ya backup
D
Em
C
But them machine gun shells
gon' tear ya back up
B
Em
God's on ya side? Shit,
Em
C
and come right back
It's a fact, homie,
D
C
I get the drop, if you can duck
Verse 6
shook of me
D
C
'Cause I get tired of looking for ya
yo' ass look for me
Verse 7
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
Verse 8
I gotta do,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
G
A
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
Em
C
homie I ain't playing
Verse 9
for you, nigga,
G
A
So they'll be no white flags
D
Em
I'm down to ride 'til the sun burn out
D
C
If I die today,
Verse 10
shootouts, I done
A
Em
C
Locked up, I was in a box by myself
Em
D
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
I done heard about the 50 grand
Em
D
Em
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
Verse 11
this ain't the same
and motherfucking chains
Verse 12
cock it and dump it
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
Em
B
you with them thangs out
Verse 13
I gotta do,
G
Em
C
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
G
A
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
Verse 14
fights, it's gunfire, boy,
D
Em
C
you get the best of me (Best of me)
If you don't wanna get shot,
B
Em
I suggest you don't go testing me (Testing me)
All the wrong I've done,
G
A
the Lord still keep on blessing me (Blessing me)
Em
C
Finna run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the
Em
recipe (Recipe, recipe)
Verse 15
Em
C
Em
Yeah, ha ha, hey Dre!
C
G
You got me feeling real bulletproof
C
B
'Cause my motherfucking vest is bulletproof,
Em
nigga
G
C
'Cause my motherfucking hat is bulletproof,
C
A
nigga
C
But better that than a hole in the head right,
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