Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Cm
Bb
Cm
Guess who's back,
Eb
guess who's back
Cm
It's what the streets created
Fm
Gdim
Cm
homie
Bb
Along with the homie Bozo
Cm
Eb
Db
Cm
It's stomping from that soldier ring
Ab
Fm
What's up after, what's up after?
Gm
Cm
Sorry I'm scared
Let's clip up on these
motherfucking bitch made leather
Eb
Db
Cm
Show them what this high power
clique is all about
Bb
Cm
Fm
I'm a fuckin' bitch
Eb
Cm
Straight from the Blossom School
of Hard Knocks
I graduated with diners
So many stresses on my mind
Eb
So I'm chokin' on marijuana
Db
Cm
So I'm roamin' the streets
Ab
like I'm a dead man
Cm
Walkin' nice, stalkin' I'm a criminal, dawg,
Fm
Gm
I'm diggin' in pockets
Cm
Revvin' the S in the L, the 1 to the 3
I'm comin' to bang,
I'm comin' with heat
Feel the discretion,
enemies missin'
Eb
Cm
Catchin' the heat, get out the kitchen
I thought you knew
Ab
what's what the streets
created
Murderin' the first degree,
Fm
homie, that's premeditated
Gm
Cm
And I be packin' a 9, double A,
chrome nickel plated
Doctors tell you you're barely
sorry
Eb
Sometimes, they just don't make it
Cm
If you got what I want, I'll take it
Ab
Revvin' my neighborhood silver like it
Catch me in a double act
Fm
I'm smoked out,
Cm
pancakin' and I'm a threat
A brown skid, menace to society
Not Spice One,
Eb
but I'm rollin' with the strat
Cm
Right beside me and I'm doin'
about 90
Ab
With these hoodos right behind me
Mr. Criminal under the rivers
Fm
Revvin' the south,
Gm
that's how I'm ridin'
Cm
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
Bb
Cm
Slushed stars fly,
Eb
they tryin' to take mine
Cm
Still here findin' these
Ab
nines and four fives
On the front line while I'm
Fm
livin' my lifetime
Cm
They either dy in' or cryin',
I ain't lyin'
Eb
Slug stars flyin', they tryin' to take mine
Cm
Still here findin' these
Ab
nines and four -fives
Cm
On the front line where
Fm
I'm livin' my lifetime
Gm
Cm
H .R. Sanchez the great,
bust with no debate
Why I hate,
Eb
Db
conversate with a G about a crate
Cm
Celebrate parole dates
Ab
with blunts and first dates
High stakes,
Fm
Gm
shoot craps on blocks with yellow tape
Cm
Never wait for trouble,
front line on the double
Never humble, can't stumble,
Eb
38 make a combo
Cm
Cockrey jungle,
Ab
chronic weed by the bundle
Ask that blood,
Fm
mind, and heart when I rumble
Gm
Cm
This is my struggle, I lie and try,
here I wanna die
Mama tried but I don't do
Eb
a match with the sky
Cm
Ab
Low ride with a pistol by my side
Little mama walking by
Fm
with the hood on her thigh
Gm
Cm
Still cry through sunshine
and laugh through dark times
Machiavelli in the back
Eb
saying la -da -da -da
Db
Cm
It's real violence that I'm living,
Ab
I'm still the unforgiving
Five -spit motherfucker,
Fm
Gm
that's all that I'm get ting
Cm
They either dy ing or crying,
I ain't lying
Sun starts flying,
Eb
they're trying to take mine
Db
Cm
Ab
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
Fm
my lifetime
Cm
Pay ain't a dime, no crying, I ain't lying
Slug stars flying,
Eb
they're trying to take mine
Cm
Ab
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line where I'm living
Fm
my lifetime
Gm
Cm
Straight criminal minded soldiers
Bb
living our lives on the crazy side
Cm
Eb
Homicide, they love to get me,
Cm
I ain't living right
And late at night,
Ab
me and crime taking up the life
Cm
Fm
I plottin' schemes
so motherfuckers won't recognize
Cm
My style's grim,
my heart says cold,
that's just chrome steel
Eb
The caps I feel, give me the stripes,
Soulja Inc's real
Cm
And that's the deal, Bozo,
Ab
tell these Levites how you feel
Cm
Fm
It's 50 cows and M1's
Gm
up on the battlefield
Cm
This ain't no love,
just hot slugs when the gats bust
Eb
And motherfuckers with no heart,
they don't want none
Cm
It's big style,
Ab
say I'm crazy like a straight nut
Fm
I thought I told you motherfuckers,
Gm
I don't give a fuck
Cm
It's new picks, 7 -6 to the fuckin' deck
Eb
Just disrespect, get checked,
we got them all around clips
Cm
I got the blood of a
Ab
Soulja in my fuckin' vein
Fm
I watch a homie die slow
so he can feel the
Cm
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
Eb
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
Cm
Ab
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
Fm
while I'm livin' my lifetime
Cm
They either die or cry, and I ain't lyin'
Eb
Slut stars fly, they tryna take mine
Cm
Ab
Still here find these nines and four fives
On the front line
Fm
Eb
Cm
while I'm livin' my lifetime
Bb
Cm
Eb
Cm
Ab
Fm
you
Cm
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