My Lil Grimey Nigga chords by 
E‐40 
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Key: B major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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My lil grimey nig ga,
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he don't rap or nothin
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The one in front of the club in the hoodie that
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be bustin
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He don't love nothin, his pockets on slim
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So when you go outside
you better watch out for him
Verse 2
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When my lil grimey nig ga come
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around fools get nervous
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Cause he I'll an d sick as the fuck,
smirkish, heartless and merciless
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His daddy don't claim him even
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though he looks just like him
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His mama been on
goup ever since 1990
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In and out of foster homes, YA,
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juvy, still ain't re formed
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They say the doctor dropped him on
his head when he was born
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My lil grimey nig ga maney,
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janky like tricked dice
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Never been to church in his life,
no conscience, put you on ice
Pack a gun and a knife,
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aim it right at your brain
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Lookin like a plate,
tuck it or you gon' get took for your chain
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Him and his partners mannish [?]
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With a AK- 47, pistol,
handgun, assault weapon
I be tryina tell my lil grimey, "Slow down!
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" But he ain't listenin
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Lil nigga hardheaded,
look forward to goin to prison
Don't care if he make
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it to 25, he ain't trippin
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Fifi, belushi, and pill, syr
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up and chacha sniffin
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My lil
Verse 3
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grimey be
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lurkin
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an d
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prowlin in the wee hours of the night
With the [?]
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Lookin to bump heads or cross paths with any
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body that he got a problem with
Lurkin at the gas station
on some old floop shit
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Trained and programed to go,
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about his dough
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A hitter, no a barber but
carry a extra clipper
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Got hella next of kin cousins and uncles,
up out the Rich
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El So brante and Hercules teach
him, taught him how to fish
My lil grimey nigga,
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all the time right be hind me, nigga
On the block with the Glock where you
can find me, nigga
They didn't see his face, but everybody
knew his name
Everybody knew his name,
silhouette, his body frame
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I wonder what set he claim? For the money,
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fuck the fame
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Do he make it rain? Hell nah, he gangbang
My lil grimey nigga,
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keep a dumper stashed in his motor
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Set to set rob bin niggas, he's a floater
Outro 1
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