Never Be The Same Again chords by Mr. Capone-E
Verse 1
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Yeah, what's up, homie?
That's right.
Nowadays,
Em
things ain't the same for gangsters.
Everybody think that
we ain't playin' it.
F#m
You know what I'm sayin',
but we just takin' this back.
Dedicated to old style.
Em
Tryin' to keep it real.
Oh yeah.
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Sixty -three, sixty -four.
Lowriders come up doors.
Em
Brenton Wood, Mary Wells, Charlie Browns
We don't tell, keep it G, what I see
D
Penalties, Cortez, Nikes House Parties,
Ouse Forties
Kickin' back with all the homies
See that's where I've been,
and that's all I know
Growin' up in my time,
where your head should roll, uh
Em
Strollin' by, pinstripe, Raider hat
T -shirt wide, huffy pies, up on high
We're wrong, had to be right
D
Hell yeah, and it was on like that
And suckers like that,
straight whack like that
Easy said like that, and
we react like that
Nowadays fools don't
know how to act like that
Em
Unh, rolling hard, boulevard
Frisco stars, chasing Mars
Hitting walls, juvie halls
Pigeon cock, and you fuck balls
D
Standing tall, never fall
Mom calls, but that's the way it all starts
La la la la, la la la la
Em
It'll never be the same again
La la la la, la la la la
D
It'll never be the same again
Stayin' true, 82, Regos, Monte Carlos,
Em
Cutlass Coupes, D -Vales, Daytons, McLean, road wheels,
four wheels, Primer, Steels, McGee, Teals, T -Roller, get teal
D
That's how we bounce,
that's how we scan,
Before 66 was 818
We regulate when we needed the stuff
And it wasn't about bling bling,
it was all about your guts
Em
And who they was,
and who was down,
who gets clout, and who came around
Fighting fists, getting pissed,
every corner they said trip
D
Making wish on a star,
all them little dogs behind bars
That was a life of a G, I guess,
and if you weren't down, huh
Em
You got straight shit, nowadays, huh,
things ain't the same for gangsters
Fools shaving their heads,
acting like actors
Faking stuff, making cuts
Talking tough, but not rough
D
Acting up, yapping drunk
Playing tough, fed up enough is enough
La la la la la la la
Em
It never be the same again
La la la la la la la
D
It'll never be the same again
Ain't the same, times changed
Homies came, homies to blame
Em
Some had game, some went sane
Some made waves, some moved away
Some still played, some make pay
Some are straight, not far away
D
Way back in the days, when it was on
Growing up strong,
life went on and on and on
Having fun, beer runs, Kelly's son
Em
One -on -one, two -on -one, three -on -one
I got jumped, came back with a gun
Don't tell me where I'm from
I had to have some
D
Payback's a mother,
but I was raised in the gutter
Do what I do,
keeping the truth ahead of you
La la, la la, la la, la la
Em
It'll never be the same again
La la, la la, la la, la la
D
It'll never be the same again
La la la la la la
Em
It'll never be the same again
La la la la la la
D
It'll never be the same again
Never Be The Same Again
Mr. Capone-E
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