Key: F minor•
Verse 1
on this here, yeah
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Cm
Fm
Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers man
Southside,
Eastside, Westside, Northside
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Fm
But shit, I still feel stressed
Still gotta get something off my chest
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Cm
I don't know though
Verse 2
We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
all in my trunk
I ain't never been a punk
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Fm
I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
Military minded,
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Verse 3
Not no bitch and say, I still ain't a hoe
Cm
Lettin' niggas know, everyday of the year
Verse 4
I don't know
Akapoko, from the fo'
when I ride
in a pine box
Verse 5
just like Robert Horry
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Cm
And if I do a murder,
flee the murder scene
I can't find no lean
Verse 6
It's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me,
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Fm
I'm 'bout knockin' out teeth
Know what I'm sayin', I'll loose your grill
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Fm
A nigga coming down in
the Coupe Deville
Verse 7
pullin' over at the fuckin' cross road
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Eb
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Verse 8
A nigga like me, can't wait
so get the fuck out my way
Verse 9
It'll be the nigga in the damn Polo
That's the Ralph Lauren,
jackers ain't barring
That's why I skipped the slab,
when I went straight to foreign
Verse 10
Fm
Said it like I said it, in the old school
Bbm
Some niggas they be red, but Z- Ro blue
but I ain't set trippin'
Verse 11
I had to let a motherfucka' know
in a Lincoln fo' do'
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Fm
A fox photo, 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga, watch out,
Verse 12
'cause that could be your ass
Cm
Fm
Cm
Get on the motherfuckin' bench
I hit the fence
Verse 13
they keep looking
like Tyson I keep hookin'
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Cm
Or maybe like Lenox,
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Fm
I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but
I don't need spinach
Verse 14
I keep on flowin' just like the Nile
everytime I smile
Fm
Bbm
Cm
Look and load a, nigga ashtray
he can turn the night to day
Verse 15
smoke come out
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Bbm
Cm
Fm
Crooked officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna blow
Verse 16
my motherfuckin' brother
R.I.P. to my motherfuckin' mother
That's the Dorothy Marie
McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted in my
motherfuckin' shoes
Verse 17
hope you understand
There's nothin', but the work,
and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm
serving a fiend
A real live B- Boy and
you know what I mean
Verse 18
a fo'- peat like comets
Fm
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga,
make him vomit
Verse 19
I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
but the dope is on the ground
Maybe off in Alexandria,
but I ain't finished yet
Verse 20
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Bbm
I gotta make the whole I10, I sin,
then I do it again
'round in a frenzy
I be busting full clips 'til they empty
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A piece of potent pussy might tempt me
Verse 21
Fm
Penitentiary
The main reason why,
I ain't friendly
I'm wired up,
but I ain't on no damn slaughter
Verse 22
Recording everything, the fo's gon swang
Fm
Still pullin' up on Fondren and
the Main
Looking lovely, got to look good
fo' 'cause that's my hood
Verse 23
but first a G- O- L- D
A motherfuckin' plaque,
Bbm
I keep it straight and simple like that
my motherfuckin' tool
Make her say ouch,
when I hit her with the mule
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsFm Bbm Cm F Eb...
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