Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
C
Gangsta, motherfuckin' nip
F
C
Am
Dope, motherfuckin'
E
K, motherfuckin'
Reno
S .P .C. in full effect
F
C
If you run up,
F
Am
This goes out to
Gangsta
G
A test for your crew cause you're wack
I'm handing out ass whoopin'
tapes when it's passed
I'm back, when I catch you
I'ma end my frustration
Give ya shotguns a black
ass hole resuscitation
C
Am
I play games so
A &M thinkin' I'm a theft
Bb
Am
Fuck the tail play pin the knife in the suckers
chest legend of 8th town throwing a fit
Rock the mic till it was on the ground bleeding saying
C
Am
oh shit little two -foot punk trying to crash town
snap your little ass down
George
Manson saw what I did and said
damn why ain't think of that
Eb
Am
Eb
K -Reno first offense coming fast if I'm tired I
Am
Eb
might make a motherfucker whoop his own ass
F
Am
I ain't lyin', my bite'll murder my boss
K -Rain on the rough, brother from
South
Park
Guess what, I got my man
Joe
D. comin' up behind me
Watch what you're doin' with that knife,
man
Am
Eb
Am
I'm finna kick a rhyme,
so you better watch your back
and it's sick
Am
A
The holocaust, a dope beat,
Bb
Am
Labeled as the scariest,
bombs a -plantin' when I'm very pissed
Eat your beer, chain you down
like bondage of a stick
Down your throat until you're gagging,
shut your motherfucking mouth
Dm
The
South
Park ain't
South
Cause that's where the
dope be chill
C
Sometimes I feel I got a serial kill for real
look it up and let it be embedded
That dope, he said it,
don't give me my fucking credit
Or you will be beheaded,
in other words, chopped
You could be a citizen or a fucking cop
It's a bomb threat,
Eb
Am
I ain't givin' up
Dm
Am
F
Me dope beat, I'm hard, black, and dark
South
coalition nationwide, damn fool
Eb
Am
Got my boy from
Illinois, bringin' the noise
Point
Am
Eb
Blank, yeah, what's your name, nigga?
Am
Point
Blank, a rough motherfucker from
South
Park
Bb
Am
Takin' no shit,
and I'm straight up hard
Some people say I'm mentally reactive
A psycho from the bad dreams,
I used to do a lot of crazy things
Like stickin' my head back
and forth under a guillotine
I felt bad cause my mom didn't trust me,
maybe
Cause I licked that
F
C
Elmady and her pussy, shit
didn't wanna be a sad boy
Now I'm a mad boy,
killin' motherfuckers just for lookin' at me
I ain't playin', I think I need to be killed
Am
F
just to get my prescription
Am
filled
Dm
C
Dm
C
F
Cause I fiend over dead
Cause I'm a rough brother from
South
Park, yeah
I got my homeboy gangsta
Am
Dm
Am
A psycho ass nigga,
this is yo crew straight out of
Em
Am
South motherfuckin'
Park
Arms, legs, hands, necks, and throats
Bb
Am
All of the symptoms of twenty
F
Bb
Am
Saw a cat on the ground,
dead, I hugged it
Bb
Am
Tri -sexual intercourse with a
motherfuckin' pigeon
South
Park, it's the
A
Am
Ponderosa
Bb
Am
You think I won't hit your ass,
shit, come
closer
Cause I killed the best, I was born in a dead
fish head in my brother's chest
your motherfucking wig split
A
Am
Bb
Am
triple six was born with ten legs he only
uses two cause the other eight is
A
Am
dead i wouldn't stop chopping till only
Troy
F
Eb
A
Legg was left in less than a
F
Bb
Am
A &M better get that mud up draw on
the ground bleeding i'm leaking his
A
Am
blood up gangster nip a
F
Eb
psycho indeed i won't
C
F
Eb
till your motherfuckin' blood bleed, bitch
I can't beat beat, my momma hit me yesterday,
That's how it is in the dark
South
Park
And I mean that shit
Go triple six, let the devil take
over your hand on that table
And tear that motherfuckin' break up,
Am
nigga
Am
Am
Am
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