Key: D major
Intro 1
C
Dm
Cm
C
Dm
Cm
C
Dm
Cm
Dm
C
Dm
Cm
Dm
C
Dm
Cm
C
Dm
C
Cm
As I'm
Verse 1
Dm
rollin',
C
holdin' it down, my game tight
Dm
Mobbin', will I stay free or cheatin',
C
leviatin' weight to sleep
Dm
C
So now, as I ride, fool, digga the flow
Dm
Niggas hatin' but I'm deep, so
C
let me creep some more
Dm
Face mob gettin' in,
Cm
C
I'm ready to dump both tricks
Dm
Straighten all those that's turnin'
Cm
to that old shite shit
C
Dm
Stayin' true, that way I know ex
C
actly where I'm gonna be
Dm
You wanna be, say shit,
C
but haters on the dick
Dm
If I was you,
Cm
I would sustain a distance from those
C
Dm
It's untouchable, touch all hoes,
C
leave em for froze
Dm
C
It's bout to be a kick -dope trip
Dm
Don't ask me why I'm runnin'
up in them quick
C
With my mind on hittin' the lip
Dm
Progressin' so I'm done with
C
what I'm faced with
Dm
Listen, player haters on the loose
Got
Juicin'
C
Dm
Flippin' politicians certified, bitch
C
A player for sure
Dm
When it came to points, nigga,
C
I gained the most
Dm
Who's to blame when
Cm
C
your game is sharp?
Dm
C
Don't ever stop till you reach the top
Drop
Dm
C
Never me, I paid at tention close
Dm
And when it came to points,
Cm
nigga, I gained the most
Dm
Who's to blame when
C
your game is sharp?
Dm
Cm
Don't ever stop till you reach the top
Drop
Dm
C
Never me, I paid at tention close,
Dm
Cm
and when it came to points, nigga, I gained the most.
And
Dm
Blood
Cm
C
Clawed, with the game that be shot,
Dm
C
respect rule, with 4 -5 ready to pop.
Dm
Blood
C
Clawed, with the game that be shot,
Dm
C
respect rule, with 4 -5 ready to pop.
Dm
I bring it on from the
North,
C
Freeja and
P .L.
At
Dm
St.
C
Paul, nigga, where it's cold as hell.
Dm
Who's be hittin' up they city
Cm
C
like the snowflakes fall?
Dm
Y 'all just don't know when
C
it's cold and beyond.
Dm
C
Cm
Take for instance on the south side,
C
they ride by
Dm
With their itchies hankin' out the window,
C
mean muggin' all sides
Dm
Cm
Yes, y 'all take a trip
C
through the bar
Dm
Where the game is the slang
C
and the slang is the bar
Dm
Gots to keep in mind, homie,
C
from the north side
Cm
Dm
Ride up on
Broadway, that's where
C
they parlay all day
Dm
C
Cm
But still I face mob hittin' the mind
Dm
Lettin' em know, ain't that nigga,
C
that's the fuck with mine
Dm
Cm
Give me room if you're not part of my crew,
what's up?
Dm
Come, nigga,
Cm
make me do this if you choose, I must
Dm
Bring it down, all the way down,
C
I'm fluid like water
Dm
Catchin' up with niggas,
C
burn they ass like lava
Dm
Cm
I'm on some shit to get you outta here
Dm
Pull this thing and turn your goddamn
C
brains into your outer ear
Dm
Don't make me runnin'
C
after check fools
Dm
C
Cause I'm down to put this strap on your ass,
nigga, respect rules
Dm
C
Cm
C
Who's to blame if your game is shot?
Ha!
Dm
C
Don't ever talk till you reach the top
Drop!
Dm
Cm
Never me, I paid at tention close
C
Dm
And when it came to points,
Cm
nigga, I gained the most
Dm
Who's to blame when
Cm
your game is sharp?
Dm
Cm
C
Don't ever stop till you reach the top
Dm
Cm
Never me, I paid attention close
Dm
And when it came to points,
C
Cm
nigga, I gained the most
Dm
Them blood clots,
C
with a game that be shot
Dm
C
Respect rule, with .45 ready to pop
Dm
C
Blood clots, with a game that be shot
Dm
C
Respect rule, with .45 ready
Dm
Now who's to get this shit on?
Cause like
Cm
Guam you've been spit on
Dm
Niggas gonna get theirs as
C
soon as I get my head on
Dm
Keep the lid on tight,
Cm
cause I'm cookin' shit up fast
Dm
Cm
He don't know that as a lad's a bitch
C
Dm
with skills to leave you in the past
C
And blast on you hoes,
Dm
tryna knock me off my tippy toes
C
But y 'all know how it goes
Dm
and I suppose you with it
Cm
Cause if you would, you must be frontin',
Dm
Cm
so many think they know this game
C
Dm
But they don't know nothin' about verse,
Cm
you know the rules
That you make a name,
Dm
ain't fuckin' with no bling
Cm
Dm
Or fuckin' with that shit main,
y fuck whatever
Cm
But keep it together just like glue
Dm
Cm
Cause it's them hoes that come apart
C
that don't know what to do
Dm
Cm
In the view, they think they got a shot
C
Dm
Couldn't match it with a hook
Cm
I'm banking hit s,
so take another look
Dm
You're shook, just like a fiend
Cm
And you can't see me on the
Dm
DL, they know me well
Cm
Cause it's that three,
Dm
all of em, in your eardrum
C
Do you feel one like this one?
Dm
Gotta get one, never miss one
Cm
C
Dm
So bitch, take this one to your grave
And
Cm
I'ma let you call
Dm
Cause when it comes to this game
C
They let me ball it, nah, tell me
Dm
Who's to blame when
Cm
C
your game is shot?
Dm
Cm
Don't ever start till you reach the top
Dm
Cm
Never me, I paid at tention close
Dm
And when it came to points,
Cm
nigga, I gained the most
Dm
Who's to blame when
Cm
C
your game is shot?
Dm
Cm
Don't ever stop till you reach the top
Dm
Cm
Never me, I paid at tention close
Dm
And when it came to points,
Cm
nigga, I gained the most
Dm
Them blood clots
C
With the game that be shot
Dm
Cm
Respect, rule, with 4 -5,
ready to pop
Dm
Blood clots
C
With the game that be shot
Dm
C
Respect, rule, with 4 -5,
ready to pop
Dm
With them good glocks,
C
with the game that we shot,
Respect
Dm
C
Wu, with 4 -5, look
Dm
With them good glocks,
C
with the game that we shot,
Dm
Respect
C
Wu, with 4 -5,
Outro 1
look at it pop
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
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