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