Key: F# minor
Verse 1
C
Am
B
Dum- dum, da- da-
dum- dum
Dum- dum dum- dum,
da- da- da- da- dum, dum- dum
Am
C
Em
Z- Ro you ready ha, Rock yeah
you dropping that hot shit
C
Am
You really dropping that hot shit ha,
C
B
Em
Z- Ro let
C
Am
C
Em
Hear what you gonna sing for this one,
come on
D
C
Three liter big red, got diluted nines fed
from corners
D
Em
I know it tingle,
C
B
cause I really don't need you
And radio stations,
Am
C
got us in regular rotation
lot of heads got exploded
I'm properly promoted
financial back or go- getter
Stay one step ahead of, my competition
they better
if you ain't know now you know
From Ridgemont 4 to Akapoko, I'm gripping
Am
C
Em
Sunday morning pulling out my bitch,
I'm looking good
C
Nothing but diamonds around neck and around my wrist,
I'm looking good
Am
C
D
B
Em
Doubles breasted tailor made,
I'm 'Sacci'd down to the flo'
And it don't matter, if you step on
my wing tipped shoe
(what it is what it is)
Rolly on me wrist,
Am
C
Sansun me wrist band
D
Em
20 inch rims, on me suspension
Foreign replay, and not forge
my stun- a
Dressed everyday,
C
B
Em
Listen to me,
know it's rule number one
No buster ain't right,
we told the game plan
change the wrist band
Em
Am
The way me flow, my retaliation
understand
that I wear everyday
On the right hand- a,
the Presidential Rolly
And it's crossed off, like
a ton of ice on the tray
And the price start- a, my
Am
C
If you don't believe me,
D
C
I know she saw it,
it ain't no fucking with mine
Am
C
D
Em
They think I'm fucking with
nine, but I multiplied it by fo'
It took some time,
C
Am
C
B
but I decided to throw my bitch on the 4's
Em
C
Em
The bubble- eyed
a mission to meet Scotty
With bullets for your body, cause
Am
C
I'm living like Gotti
B
Em
Pistol grip and a beam,
plus a murdering team
Cash rule everything me,
that there ain't nothing but cream
slow as I wanna
Smoking reefer bending corners,
C
Em
Cause these niggaz be hating me,
C
Em
from the first dance January down to the last dance
December better remember,
D
C
put a big shell casing up in you
Am
C
Make you weak like SWV, when
Am
C
Em
throwed in the game like that P- A- T
Alright, ha- ha
You know so we keeping it real, yeah
Southside, Southside ha
C
Em
D
another hit
he here with another hit
Outro 1
Ha- ha yeah, yeah- yeah
C
Am
Em
D
Em
C
Am
C
Em
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ChordsC Am B Em D
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