They Don't Know chords by Mr. Criminal
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Intro 1
(B minor) (E minor) (B minor)
(E minor) (B minor)
Verse 1
Yeah, that's right, homie (B minor)
It's (C major) that (B minor) young brownie, Danger Sovereign Mr. Criminal,
I'm (G major) about to bust some fools in (B minor) the motherfuckin' place
Cause they don't (C major) know (B minor)
Now how these fools claimin'
that they ballers,
claimin' that they gangstas
Most fools dropped out the gang,
gotta thank ya
Run up on a criminal with a steel,
I was shakin'
If you ain't talkin' bout bank,
get your (G major) cake up
(B minor) Rankers, get swallowed
by them Lakers
Talkin' like you're tough,
must be dreamin', better (C major) wake up
Fast (B minor) lane smokin' on them
blunts like Jamaica
Belly long so homie tell
em it's a danger
Young brown and dangerous,
banging in your city changing
Holding down the wild west,
ducking from them (C major) rangers, (B minor) strangers
They coming up for an autograph, haters
They talk about drama,
don't want (G major) none of that (B minor) chatty
Inked up from the front, back balling
(E minor) Puffing (B minor) on a fucking hundred sack
In my own zone,
watching payroll grow
Laughing at these little haters,
cause they don't know
I'm just in my own zone,
but they don't know
But they don't know
(G major) Ten (B minor) years I've been snatched,
but they don't know
But they don't know, (G major)
on (B minor) the top of the game
But they don't know
But they don't know,
(G major) break the (B minor) mold, make a chain
But they don't know
But they don't know
These haters want what I got
They hate but want in (G major) my spot
(B minor) All day, every (G major) day, till the day that I die
I keep holding my block
(B minor) These fiends, they just can't (G major) see me
(B minor) They (G major) diss but (B minor) wanna be (G major) me
I'm ob (B minor) liqued to my (G major) death
and my very last (B minor) breath is that big H
I'm (G major) on the top of (B minor) ten it up, scrap,
but they don't know
Hollow point tips, but they don't know
(C major) Bigger (B minor) heat than the trunk,
but they don't know
Hit it in the studio every time I flow
(G major) Microphone (B minor) one, two, take a hit
And blow it out,
fools act like they don't know
When it's (G major) going down,
(B minor) things on my method,
now it's flowing out
Getting paid, talking about
what fools don't know about
And I do it the best
From the South of California
and my coast to the (C minor) West
And I'm (B minor) built to represent for my flesh
What the streets created
On my motherfuckin' (G major) chest
And they (B minor) really don't know
So they better hold it back
And I represent the motherfuckin' West
to my death
Bringin' gangbang symphonies
And mentally I'm killin' em
Levels, hey, but they don't know
the world while they feelin'
I'm just in my own zone
But they don't know
But they don't know
(G major) Ten (B minor) years I've been smashed
But they don't know
But they don't know
(G major) On the (B minor) top of the game
But they don't know
But they don't know
Break the mold, make a chain
But they don't know
But they don't know
These haters want what I got
They hate but want in (G major) my spot
(B minor) All day, every day
Till the (G major) day that I die, I keep
Hold (B minor) in' (G major) my block
(B minor) These fiends, they just can't (G major) see me
(B minor) They dis but wanna be (G major) me
(B minor) I'm a rep till my death
Till my (G major) very last (B minor) breath,
it's that big HP (G major) G (B minor) you
They Don't Know
Mr. Criminal
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