Key: B major•
Verse 1
Jay.
What's the code?
Code
Say, man, shit, I've been looking for
you for three months, man.
I couldn't holler at nobody.
You know what saying?
We're fucked up.
Thanks to
Vito, man, we were able to
put our hands on you.
And check this out.
The lawyer, the judge, the warden,
Cm
B
everybody been taking care of you, man.
G#
B
An d you be raising out of this motherfucker
immediately.
About time, shit.
By the way, what the fuck's
B
G#
Railroad the niggas, they got paid anyway
Take they funky ass 200 and run
Leavin' a nigga locked up in
this bitch just for fun
That's a damn shame
Yeah, yeah, they be fuckin' up
Buck
B
G#
Gave that motherfucker 50 years
but traded them to the trustee
That's why I'm wearing
this brand new
Cadillac
Jeep, yeah
Ab
G
And sporting a bitch like a champ
Cm
Cb
I gotta get a hold of some en
Cb
G
So I can write a couple of letters to my folks
I can get me some smokes
Ab
Cb
Cause ain't nobody sending
me a motherfucker
G
Cm
Ayo, when you get through that cigarette,
Ab
Cb
G, let me catch that butt
Yo man, I kicked you down with that,
Ab
Cb
but just remember
You're right about a thing
Db
Ab
gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Eb
Ab
Gb
Cb
You see that n***a right there,
We found out later that
rapin' was his hobby
Jack
G
Cb
I hope they fuck him in his
Cb
Ab
And I bet the boss man won't stop it
G
Cm
Just turn his head and walk
Ab
Cb
Ab
Come to think of it, they need to fuck him too
I can't wait to get home,
I'm ready to bail out this bitch
said motherfucker curse me out
G
Cb
I told the bitch
Ab
I'ma kill both of you hoes when I get out
motherfucking mad and uptight
G
Cb
I damn near begged the boss
G#
G
get played by a bitch
G#
B
But hey, I caught a case
Man fuck that bitch,
G#
Cb
Let a motherfuckin' hoe be a
hoe, and like I said before
Don't worry, about a thing
C#
G#
gonna be alright
F#
B
It's gonna be alright
Ay yo man, you hear these
Cb
Ab
Always talkin' that goddamn lyrical
introduced himself this way
Say my name is
Billy
Ab
Cb
Ray and boy, I got some shit to say
When I used to be in the world,
draped in diamond golds and pearls
Nobody ever fucked with me,
Cb
Back in the world, I was a badass brother
Ab
Cb
I say, get out of my face,
Shootin' out on his toes,
the bastard must be sick
G
Ab
Cb
It ain't no thing to introduce the palm of
Cm
SHOWTIME!
Cb
Ab
I'm sick of eatin' this goddamn slot,
Cb
tastes like some shit that ain't a scrape
This shit can't be real
Ab
Cb
Mike, you're losin' it, man
Cb
Ab
Cb
Imagination's strong, so I know I gotta use it
I wanna go home, I wonder,
Ab
G
can I break out
Cb
These penitentiary blues have got me down,
G
Cb
Man, don't let that shit get you down
Eb
Cb
Jada took care of everybody
and everything
So man, just
Don't worry, about a thing
C#
G#
gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Eb
Ab
Cb
Don't worry,
about a thing
Don't worry, about a thing
Don't worry, about a thing
Thank
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsB Cm G# Cb Ab...
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