Key: G# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
C#m
I be comin'
up wit da Glock toy
You can stop boy
You ain't heard I'm off tha block boy
D#m
B
Chipp- pedy chop boy
Ready fo' sprayin'
Soon as I see yo face and hand
I ain't wit dat playin'
to play it in a situation
My daddy tol' me I ain't
G#m
C#m
shit wit outta occupation
B
G#m
So I played the game
Bust yo head if you said my name
I had some of deez niggas
scared I came
C#m
I kno' some niggas out tha 'Nolia that'll
T.C., L.T., Magnolia and six
Oh you want some of dat fire dope
B
C#m
you can score in da bricks
You disrespectin' my mind
cuz you keep comin' short
I might hitcha wit dat iron
B
G#m
You keep showing yo teeth cuz you
thank its a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't real
and you ain't gon' git smoke
Verse 2
and dem boyz gotta gun
and dem boyz bout ta come
You betta run for it, run for it, run
enemy got one
Money Brotha
Verse 3
Sometimes I be jumpin'
out trees in camouflage
Dem boyz playin' wit da
U.P.T. well dey gots to die
Man its that deep
That you can test me
Heard I run in houses don't
put it past me
G#m
Hell look boy you betta tell deez niggas
Fo' I mask up and try ta kill deez niggas
I be back in two hummers and five
lex- bubbles (what!)
Tol' me not to eva letta
nigga screw me
B
C#m
Tol' me if I eva did he would do me
Gave me two guns and sent me round
dey shootin'
started actin like a woman
D#m
G#m
Tha four foot stranger
B
G#m
in ya area bustin'
C#m
G#m
Load it up and slide it in
I'll sit on a busta porch
I'll sleep on a busta block
Bang lil cowards keep playin', get hurt
Motha- flirk see I'ont' curse
But'll wet up yo shirt
B
C#m
G#m
Look all my enemy's see me comin'
All my enemy's
Verse 4
and dem boyz gotta gun
You betta run for it, run for it, run
and dem boyz bout ta come
You betta run for it, run for it, run
enemy got one
You betta run for it, run for it, run
Money Brotha
You betta run for it, run for it, run
Verse 5
G#m
C#m
whodie I ain't trippin'
Tha beef started last week and dem niggas
G#m
B
still be hittin'
lady got hit
Look I'm bout ta git tha fuck cause I
ain' got no time fo' dis shit
And runnin to a gun if you feel
That they ain't gon' do you
D#m
B
shit cause ya real
its hapnin' either
I probably be some where ducked off
takin' a nap wit my people
I'd rather see it on TV than
see it in person
Having my fucking' head hurtin'
When dem thirties be burstin'
Bet if yo beef see ya he ain't gon'
wait fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to rearrange
ya face fo' ya dog
up wit playa- hatin' ya dog
and I know they gon' bust
Lil Wayne hol' up
We kitin' out sho' nuff'
Verse 6
and dem boyz gotta gun
G#m
B
You betta run for it, run for it, run
and dem boyz bout ta come
You betta run for it, run for it, run
enemy got one
Money Brotha
You betta run for it, run for it, run
Verse 7
and dem boyz gotta gun
You betta run for it, run for it, run
and dem boyz bout ta come
You betta run for it, run for it, run
cho enemy got one
You betta run for it, run for it, run
wit a Cash Money Brotha
Verse 8
Ya betta run for it, run for it
C#m
G#m
Go git cha gun
D#
C#m
for it
Verse 9
C#m
Ya betta run for it, run for it, run Run for
it, run for it, run, run for it
G#m
Run for it, run, run for it, run for it, run
Outro 1
Get cha gun for it gun for it
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsG#m C#m D#m B D#
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