Power chords by O.G. Style

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Intro 1

I'm just sittin'

Verse 1
in the crib,
Dm 
thinkin' bout the pay off
Am 
Dm 
F 
My nigga called an d
Am 
he just got laid off
Dm 
Now he wants another
J .O .B., where he'll
Am 
Dm 
make a thousand a   day
And
F 
Uncle
Sam don't see a penny,
Am 
G
Dm 
He spent 21 months in the county
Am 
Dm 
Bb 
F 
And on  his head there's
a motherfuckin' bounty
Am 
Dm 
Now he wants to be  slick
Am 
Wants   to pimp,
F 
sell dope and have bitches on his dick
Am 
Dm 
Well that's cool cause I'm that type
Am 
Dm 
See I'm livin' by  the trigger
F 
I'm a nigga but I'm gang tight
Am 
Dm 
Took it with my boys on a road jeep
Am 
Dm 
You'll see the corners that I run
F 
And  the cops that work for me
Am 
Dm 
A new nigga wanna  jack
Am 
Dm 
So I'm heading for his house to fuck
F 
Bb 
him off and take my money back
Am 
Don't try to play me like a sucker
F 
My name's
Am 
E,  motherfucker, not
Tummy
Tucker
Dm 
Then I roll around the block
Am 
Bb 
Just to check on that old spot
F 
to see if it's still hot
Am 
Dm 
A   cop hits the block with his flashes
Am 
F 
Just to scare a motherfucker and
count how many dashes
Am 
Dm 
Them niggas looking at me sick, son
Am 
They wonder why nigga didn't run
F 
He's on my payroll
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Me and my boys started laughing
Am 
Dm 
At them niggas hauling ass and
F 
Am 
Wouldn't look like action
Dm 
Hoes looking at  me crazy
Am 
Dm 
Knowing god damn well
F 
Am 
A trick bitch can't face me
Dm 
Now my boys looking down and out
Am 
Dm 
F 
I wonder what the niggas thinking bout
Am 
He wants power
Now he's rolling with another cat
A dope dealer turned smoker
Working, robbing where
they're selling wax
Now he's all about the gang trade
The niggas robbin' and stealin'
He's sayin' fuck it,
cause he's gettin' paid
Dm 
Then he started thinkin' bigger
Am 
Dm 
Plannin' on  my downfall
F 
Am 
But I figured he's a jealous nigga
Dm 
Go ahead with your plot, son
Am 
Bb 
And get shot in your mother
F 
fuckin' face with
Fm 
F 
a shotgun
Am 
Dm 
Easy come, easy go
Another duck
Am 
Dm 
F 
He was a friend, but no kin
Am 
I don't give a fuck
Dm 
Trick niggas, I   devour
Am 
F 
And the cause of his downfall,
Am 
Dm 
Am 
he wanted power
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
He wanted power
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Rollin' with my boys on a late night
Am 
Dm 
Feelin' kinda sick from this bitch
F 
that couldn't cook right
Am 
Stop and got a 40,
Dm 
so I can cool her head
Am 
Heard a couple of shots to
Dm 
F 
my left and niggas dead
Am 
So I'm sayin' damn,
Dm 
the niggas got me fucked up
Am 
Made it to my truck,
Dm 
F 
so I guess they're out of luck,
Chuck
Am 
Fired a couple of shots,
Dm 
then somebody shot back
Am 
Dm 
F 
So I guess it's on, so  I started bussin' ass,
Am 
black cappin'
Motherfuckers left the white niggas dyin'
At the bus stop was this old bitch cryin'
Dm 
Shot her in the throat,
Am 
cause the bitch tried to keep me
Shoulda had a motherfuckin'
ass watchin'
TV
Dm 
Jumped in my ride, down the block,
I started speedin'
Am 
Dm 
Left in my trail was a bunch of
F 
Fm 
punks bleedin'
F 
Am 
Headed for the house where we
Dm 
meet when there's trouble
Am 
Beeped all my boys so they
Dm 
F 
get there on the double
Am 
Now I'm thinkin' war so I guess
Dm 
we're havin' big fun
Am 
Dm 
Now I'm walkin' tall cause
F 
Fm 
I think I got a big gun
F 
Bb 
Am 
Dm 
While I'm layin' out the
plant I hear sirens
Am 
F 
There used to be a grin on my
Am 
face now I ain't smilin'
Dm 
A niggas gotta rep that he gotta keep
Am 
Dm 
F 
So full steam ahead with
Am 
Em 
a planchette
Am 
Dm 
As  fast as they shoot,
we'll shoot back
Am 
Dm 
Am 
F 
And we'll see how many
Dm 
cops we can take black
See it's all about survival of the strong
Am 
Dm 
It doesn't matter if you're
F 
Bb 
right or in the fucking wrong
Am 
F 
Am 
If  you wanna be the man on the tower
You gotta activate your mind,
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
then comes the power
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
Yeah, it's all about the power
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
Am 
Am 
I'm out of here, I'm out,
Am 
I'm I'm out, I'm out