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