Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
G
F#m
You know it's so so dat
cause I'm the P to the R -A -T
with a dime like me
They say they like the way
the system pound
And my Jeep got two 12s
that bump from wall to wall
So loud that the headlights
blink on and off
I laugh when people watch,
I don't stop, I shine
It's attractive to motherfuckers
that love to grind
I sparkle from the rims
to the chain to the watch
To the rings, to the ears,
to the wrist, to the glocks
To the parts and the braids
Shorty said stop the watch,
throw on shades
Cause the Brat got gleam for days
Sunroof open, let the sun shine in
Faking the fuck out of me and all my friends
In the backseat, saying the front
Ain't no room in the trunk,
just a devastating whip of that bump
You know so -so depth is
the place and we
Ain't never gon' stop
With the B -R -A -T,
we gon' keep this bitch on lock
We the best at what we do
Getting paid for making all the moves
G
F#m
I keep the window down
so when I hit the stoplight
All the niggas stand in the round spot
where they light
They shoot me to come in banker
But the music so loud I just smile
And act like I don't see ya
Might have had one or too
many shots of tequila
But when the system's wrong,
I need my liquor
I'm loud and rowdy, naturally
Pull up to my truck and smile
But you ain't proud of me
I left you in the rib,
you with a look of disgust
And a mad mug,
cause your window's almost bust
I can't fathom the thought of my seats
Not rumblin' and people
catchin' whiplash
When I'm past drunk, I'm flashin'
And I don't care if you know
From the C to the H -I -C -A -G -O
I'm fresh to death,
no matter how I'm dressed
It's even hard for the cops
to put me under arrest
Irresistibly hook up on the lovable way
G#m
I gotta wiggle myself out of the trouble I get in,
He turned and laughed and said,
disturbing the peace and got an autograph
So -So Death is the place and we
Ain't never gon' stop
With the B -R -A -T,
we gon' keep this bitch on live
We the best at what we do
Gettin' paid for makin' all the money
F#m
Roll up a fap when they pass it around
Let some niggas hear the sound,
now they flag me down
Get attention when I drive by,
cause I'm so fly
Shorty the pimp,
represent the west side of shock
You know the haters watchin',
I love makin' them sick
I tear the roof off this motha
like parlor man
People ride with me
just to feel the bass in they chest
And be reminded of how it sounds
So So Def
Ha ha ha ha
See, what we do, other niggas can't
That's why for ten long years,
I've been making them dance
G
G#dim
F#m
You know, me and the Brat,
this family boy
You know,
we ain't gon' never break down
for y 'all hatin' ass niggas
Yeah
and we ain't never gon' stop
With the B -R -A -T
G
F#m
we gon' keep this bitch on lock
We the best at what we do
Gettin' paid for makin' all the moves
And anybody that want some nigga
and we ain't never gon' stop
With the B -R -A -T,
We the best at what we do
Gettin' paid for makin' all the moves
We ready!
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF#m G G#m G#dim
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