Key: F minor
Verse 1
B
F#
Drag- on
B
Miscellaneous
We All Can Get It On
(whisper)strike the
match
Cm
Verse 2
G
Gm
Cm
G
Flame- on motherfuckers
Cm
G
B
Cm
G
Cm
B
Verse 3
F#
Cm
My gun,
i aim lower
My words is a flame thrower
Watch me end yall with somthing,
Cm
B
Cm
B
I'm only 8 tall, ok yall? but i lay down law
And i lay down yall,
Cm
B
so y'all better praise(a) the lord
B
Cm
B
And the shit i spit be red an d orange
when i wet yall your gonna be drenched
Cm
Laid up with ten, cause when i pull it out
Gm
Cm
I pull in shouts like blow!
Damn that shit was loud!
Cm
B
Be cause this cat here,
Cm
B
got no sisters or no brothers
It was one alone
Cm
B
Covered with shellack ready to die black
and how y'all don't bust none
G
Cm
Bb
y'all doing lest busting lot of ducking
B
G
or yall gonna hear the boom
Verse 4
get it on, then we can get it on
Cm
B
Cm
We all can get it on... (x3)
Bb
Cm
B
Cm
B
Flame- on
Cm
G
Cm
B
mutherfuckers(x2)
Verse 5
B
Cm
C
Cm
Cm
B
G
Fronting on your man clones
Cm
B
Ya niggaz missed the ride,
cause this nigga make ya moan
F#
Cm
Cause when i pull out its like aids,
Cm
B
Cm
And before the grief (kiss kiss), kiss
him on both cheeks
Corpse stiff, hands cold,
and body missing till december
Sneakers off
Close casket, blew his cheek off
By the way be careful who you speak of
Cm
B
guaranteed and all that
While yall in all black
When i leave the place,
Cm
B
drop the reef, in his moms lap
Cm
B
Soon as yall think your beef is sweet
And let y'all niggaz throw
Change for what? thats when i pop up
With somthing long,
B
Cm
and put somthing in his ass like a thong
G
Cm
I dont know what you thought
I'm gonna do you like i do a newport
B
Cm
A#
Cm
B
Cm
And step on kid, smoking
Cm
C
Cm
till his
Gm
Cm
C
Cm
C
head gone
Cm
B
Verse 6
B
Cm
I'm straigh housing shit
Cm
C
Cm
But i'm the nigga bouncin' it
A
Cm
If ruff ryders is an nouncing it
C
B
Ya know we get down for it,
want every ounce of it
I dont care if you sellin it, this is music
Dont forget, we bust rhymes for it
B
Cm
Skip town for it, get
under the ground for it
Cm
Bb
So nigga, dont ignore it
Cm
B
This is gonna be your last breath
Your last s. and s. check
With your hands crossed over your chest
I dont give a fuck
Cm
Cm
What ever i gotta take care, i get it done
If its money, i owe nobody
Cm
Bb
Except a few hot ones
this here's your last test
With the past tense, lil bastards
C is for class or for casket.
so get your books up
And if your doe is low,
Gm
Cm
Bb
that c better mean for cook up
Some body smoked you smoke up
You broke, and you 'bout to get broke
C
up
C
C
Gm
C
Outro 1
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