Summer Vacation chords by Sal Capone

SimplifiedAm · Dm · B · C

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Intro 1

Like I said,

Verse 1
Am 
pig, don't trip,
cause you ain't the only
Dm 
one extra clipped
Am 
You roll around bad,
still a bunch of fags,
you wanna pull me over
Dm 
for expired tags
Am 
Shouldn't you be looking for a killer,
instead of fucking with a
Dm 
Am 
real drug dealer
Ain't got a job, sometimes I need a ride
Dm 
Am 
I applied, didn't get a call
So EDD and PD could suck ball
Dm 
Am 
Don't give me lip, it's a life I live
Grew up in Los Angeles, projects
Dm 
Raised in Newark, their fools are heartless
Am 
So don't you agree with the
words that I spread
Dm 
I feel gangsta, often
Am 
Get it out your head, I don't got shit
Dm 
Looking for dope in glove compartments
Am 
Aw shit, here they come
Harassing motherfuckers
Dm 
with a badge and a gun
Am 
Nobody moves, put your hands up
Check your pockets and your wallet
Dm 
Where the drugs, huh?
Am 
Hey, homies, where you going?
Dm 
I bet this girl you got is stolen
Am 
I think he's on parole
Take him to the station, send his little punk
Dm 
C 
On a summer vacation
Am 
They say you on the run
and I know you have guns
What's that in your ashtray?
Dm 
Am 
Is  that skunk?
So there I go, mash into the station
Dm 
Out the next day on a drug violation
Am 
How many times has
a homie got gaffled?
Dm 
Am 
Fuck you pigs, fuckin' asshole
Who'd I try to tell me,
are you ever gonna change?
Dm 
Am 
And all I could think was, in  close range
You see that cop, guns get hot
Dm 
Got a gauge and fumes all chop
Am 
You ever heard of a punk
as a moron?
Dm 
Beatin' waffles down in a holding tank
Am 
You got yours, let me get mine
Dm 
Am 
Off with the badge, and set the shit right
It's the big, the big pig back
Dm 
One to the head, yeah, splat
Am 
Aw shit, here they come
Dm 
Am 
Harassin' motherfuckers with a badge and a gun,
nobody move
Put your hands up,
check your pockets and your wallet
Dm 
for the drugs, huh?
Am 
Hey, homies, where you goin'?
Dm 
I bet this crew you got is stolen
Am 
I think he's on parole,
take him to the station
Send this little punk on a
Dm 
C 
summer vacation
Am 
How many times do I gotta tell him?
Dm 
Am 
I ain't got warrants, I   ain't a felon
And if I was, fool, I wouldn't tell him
Dm 
I know gangsta, fuck what you yellin'
Am 
I keep it real,
hate the fuckin' law
Remember that fool got
Dm 
Am 
cracked in his jaw
Bitch, you hoot, I one day gon' die
Plot a scheme as the days go by
Say your last boom -bitty bye -bye
Cause we'll be caught by another drive -by
It ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh
Dm 
Slept on you once, but I'll take it back
Am 
Pull up on the side and bust a cap
Dm 
Take that, take that
Am 
Motherfuckers wanna know the steelo I rode
Dm 
I just came up in a straight ghetto
Am 
Aw, shit, here they come
Caressing motherfuckers with
Dm 
Am 
a badge and a gun
Nobody move, put your hands up
Check your pockets and
Dm 
your wallet for the drugs,
Am 
Hey, homies, where you going?
Dm 
I bet this girl you got is stolen
Am 
I think he's on parole,
take him to the station
Send this little punk on a
Dm 
C 
summer vacation
Am 
Aw, shit, here they come
Caressing motherfuckers
Dm 
Am 
with a badge and a gun
Nobody move, put your hands up
Check your pockets and
Dm 
your wallet for the drugs,
Am 
Hey homies, where you going?
Dm 
I bet this car you got is stolen
Am 
I think he's on parole
Take him to the station
Dm 
C 
Send this little punk on a summer vacation
Am 
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Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
you