Key: E major
Verse 1
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Ay o, let's get papers and pop
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more with hoes up in skyscrapers
And condominiums overlooking
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our drug capers
New
York
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E
I want cheddar so we can front up in the
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E
My whole committee like the
Puff
Al's or
No
Jiggy
Who want test this?
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C#m
Might see me leave you chestless
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E
It ain't shit that you can say to me
When you be breathless
Young but I done did
Shit that you won't do
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E
Sink your head with that bullshit
You blab about going through
I got niggas who pump
On your block and in your spot
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Who sit next to you, protectin' you
But they'll murder you,
playin' down status
G
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Nigga, we gettin' chips and sis
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E
And bad bitches, sis,
threatenin' clips and
with a lot, be takin' nots
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E
From the out of state spots
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E
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Any nigga make it hot,
get found and bake a lot
You don't really wanna come try
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E
The one guy who stays
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dumb high from blunt
lot
The racket sang, sang alumni
So I pack enough sonic arms
My
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AK slay gays, spray strays,
niggas names on it
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E
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Often I bug them but soften the thug
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Have a chump coughing blood,
D
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Yo you know I got enough
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guns to wreck a nation
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E
Any nigga wave a techie mason,
have a explanation
I'm doing them
Then I'm beating them
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down with aluminum
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E
Then I'm putting two in them
I've been devil sent
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Wanted for investment
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then prepare to die for it
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C#
Niggas done started somethin'
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F#
E
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
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Nig gas done started somethin'
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E
If you love the money,
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F#
Niggas done started somethin'
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F#
E
You can lay in the flames or hug the sky for
it
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Niggas done started somethin'
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like
Sosa
Never turn down
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E
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Rika, sippin' margaritas
E
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with her mami
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Whenever the locks find rippy blocks,
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And this is for the listeners
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and prisoners
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that prefer dissin' us
you can feel em in your vein
Like
G
Sugar
Hill
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J be the cause for the
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kiss at your wake
E
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C#m
Cartel lips spittin' clips at your face
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We started from the bottom,
you'll see bad niggas party
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Whatever, we can do it at the garden
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E
Word life, this shit is real big
even if they not guilty
I'm on the palace for my thugs,
with oriental rugs
Bring back some drugs,
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Twenty niggas battin' me,
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I'm only gettin' up,
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Official
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Locke family, ranch niggas handin' me
I want the finer things,
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and I hope you understand me
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E
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Sit tin' at the table plannin',
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Let the sweat dry off and
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Think the smartest and
retaliate the hardest
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Regardless if you a thug or a rap artist
Pesci
And if rap was hockey, I'd be
Puffin'
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And y 'all niggas done
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Actin' invincible like you
And if you a player,
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And if you a thug,
you better bite before you bark
then prepare to die for it
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You can lay in the flames or
E
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hug the sky for it
somethin'
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D
C#m
Cause when I wet shit,
I dead shit, like abortion
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Got niggas fearin', fuck what you heard,
just what you hearin'
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E
How much darker must it get,
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E
G#
how much harder must it hit
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E
See if your heart is niggas flippin'
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when I start a bunch of shit
so give me three feet
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Cause when we creep, no more than three deep,
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shit buried in the mud
Following chases of
gunpowder residue and blood
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John
Doe is what they gon' be putting
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B
E
Now who gon' tell your mother her baby's
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under a cover in the morgue
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B
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Sniffers of logs nipped out by the dogs
I still have a hard -headed
nigga that wouldn't listen
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E
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surgery with a chainsaw
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I hit the fuckin' streets, cause like I said before,
ain't nothin' goin' down until I eat
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Motherfuckers think it's all about impressin'
bitches and stressin' bitches
While I'm testin' bitches, gang,
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undressin' bitches and caressin' bitches
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And dealin' with motherfuckers on all levels,
what I'm dealin' with is all devils
Fuckin' with snakes,
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I got an army of 730 niggas,
dirty niggas that come through and worry niggas
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30 niggas that like to bury niggas,
Cause what they got is all of mine,
G
your man was talkin' shit until I pulled the 9
And if you with my man,
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And gave it to money,
cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
then I tossed a nine
Gotti
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I stack bodies with the black shottie
Bitch -ass niggas that act snotty
Get it!
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