Key: B minor
Verse 1
Am
E
One, two
Am
One, two, who got more style than Son do?
E
Dm
Check, one, two
Verse 2
On a summer night,
Em
Dm
tight spot where bodies rot
in the streets, niggas
Little kids,
E
Dm
scared cops with red dots
where violent priors
Goin' back like black and white
E
Dm
TV's with pliers
cars with flat tires
Dm
Am
blocks I'm supplyin' on
Madicon, my peeps,
tie balloons up
don't want no drama
hanged with wild Jamicians
Dm
Am
Listenin' to Peter Winston,
Machintosh
Lightning hits the top
D
Am
semi-automatic no no hyphen
E
Dm
It's frightening
Verse 3
they won't act right
they won't act right
they won't act right
they won't act right
Verse 4
I love winter beef
E
Dm
Started '87 with the shotty in
the sheep
dressed to kill
everybody shut they mouth
E
Dm
Woolrich, Carhart, gun powder stains
sensimille on the brain
Am
Got ill up on the train, twistin' off a cap
D
Dm
might of pushed you on the tracks
scream noises
'Cause she bought a jum of soap
Dm
Am
from one of my boys, it's
Just another day in the hood
like Tony Montana, and 'em
Em
Dm
But our style was let them piled in,
Money dudes,
make 'em come up out they shoes
Run they jewels, word is bond,
Dm
D
while my man Nino gone
speakin' on my old life
Verse 5
they won't act right
they won't act right
they won't act right
Understandable smooth shit that
they won't act right
Dm
Am
that murderers move with
Verse 6
Am
E
One, two
Dm
Am
Check, one, two
Dm
Am
One, two
than Son do?
E
D
Dm
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