Key: Bb major•
Verse 1
Stay underground (on the grind) every day
all day
They don't say much
but they mean what they say
What they mind on the money and the
better protect ya neck
Verse 2
Eb
Boys
Dm
steady dripping when they gone off the wet,
'cause
Ya better swallow ya project
Eb
Dm
They have you scared to throw up ya hood on ya own set,
'cause
I'm talking bout those boys running
from cops
Ya better be fast thinking
you can run from a glock
Snap, crackle,
Eb
Dm
pop soon as you run up you get dropped
I know boys with out guns
that'll still come jack you
Have you running from your
car before they even attack you
Eb
If you scared you better not show it at all
Dm
I know boys that's unemployed still working that work,
Eb
You didn't see nothing, you didn't hear nothing,
you don't know nothing
Verse 3
G
Verse 4
Don't go
Dm
G
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
you ALREADY KNOW
Bb
(2X)
(Chamillionaire) It's Koopa
Verse 5
lizard, lizard
Say that ya glock a get
Unloaded leaving wet
and suck in wash it get
Some nigga loading eject bullets
like floppy disc
Some niggas talk like they will but they
Eb
Dm
Hustles breath with love with g's
And know they telling lies when they see the judge and
plead You honor it wasn't me he get lock
And as soon as ya boy get hot
He start right where he stopped
Can't go on the block with a knot
in ya sock and don't glock
Without making by way
to getting got or get shot
Oh no
If ya scared to represent ya ghetto
Then don't throw
Up ya hood at all you ain't raw
Its going' show
We don't recognize real heated right
Eb
Dm
Just a little advice for the niggas
living that life
(Chorus) Oh no
Verse 6
G
When
Verse 7
Don't go
Dm
G
When ya hear shots in the parking lot
Don't go
you ALREADY KNOW
Bb
(2X)
Verse 8
My block be hotter than some
muthafuckin pork skins
Ignore twin cause I be having
attitudes
Ain't no such thing as gratitude
on my avenue
Attitude adjustment we all need
I pray to lord two inch starters
will in me
Come from the heart that's
why boys are feeling me
I den whipped up soft and brought
back some orgies
This is for my niggas in the jail,
my niggas on probation
Knowing if they violate what
kind of time they face
Hustling anyway minimum
huh, fuck being patient
Smoke some weed; dump your
like cascade
Fuck moving slow,
Verse 9
hop in the fast lane
G
(Chorus)
Oh no
Am
Bb
When the lights off on the block
Verse 10
on the corner with glocks
Don't go
Dm
G
When ya hear shots in the
Am
Bb
parking lot
Don't go
you ALREADY KNOW
(2X)
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsDm Eb G Am Bb
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