Punk Mutha Fuckaz chords by 2nd II None

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Verse 1
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Yeah
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This is dedicated to the homies
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To the niggas that didn't get a
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chance to see this album
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That's laying six feet deep
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Still rollin' on the creek
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Lookin' up in the sky,
you know what sayin'?
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Another nigga dead
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But man for what?
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Because he went out of his
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way to see a bitch -ass slut
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He didn't know that she was
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the neighborhood hoe
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The bitch got a kick for
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settin' up the doulo
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The brother that got killed was
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very close to me
Me and
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K and many others went to school with
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He rolled a glass out,
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plushed out on laces
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I remember back we
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used to roll many places
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Till one night he went to
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roll to get his dick wet
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I still remember cause I never forget
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The next day on my way to the
schoolhouse runnin' late
I see my niggas standin'
out cryin' at the gate
I said what's wrong cause my
niggas didn't look right
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Man, I was once got killed last year
I felt hurt, wanna do dirt for my nigga,
yet my brother
Cause he got killed by a punk mothafucka
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I see mothafuckas don't wanna
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go head up though, huh?
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Niggas wanna use gas
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I   wish we could go back to the old
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school where niggas go head up
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Really I do, really I do, really I do
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Check this out
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Can't forget about a true nigga
The only player's a bitch hog
I'm callin' on
Ronnie
Baylor, a .k .a.
Dogg
Now he went out on the dot of a cluck
Who was just paid up by the fool
who couldn't run up
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Shouts in the hood,
said he switched to the other side
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True homies know where his heart lied
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It's a fact of  the town,
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he's not a peace stone or a crypt
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He had the moves to check himself a grip
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But now back in  his hood,
a little fool got jacked
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Blamed it  on
Baylor, but didn't wanna hold the gat
So for his dirty work,
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he straight played a cluck head
To the brain, and
Baylor wound up dead
And for the niggas that's
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supposed to be true homies
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Yo, couldn't make it to the fu neral
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Bullshit, you thought he switched,
that was junk
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True homies never turn,
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except punk motherfuckers
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Yeah, y 'all know what
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I'm talking about
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All y 'all punk motherfuckers
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Dialing out on your homies
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You know, fuck all y 'all
If you ain't true from the beginning
Stay the fuck out the game
Rest in
Peace,
All
Hallows