Key: D minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
spots on my leisure time
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Pushin' weight, not raps,
but illegal sacks
Holla, holla
When emotions run dry,
Only in
If you ain't knowin' about this barkiness
it's like a war zone
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Gm
Infantry units on the loose,
niggas in full body armor
Gm
Ain't no other reason for all to be broke
Get a 9 -to -5, a shot called,
slidin' that snow
Even if it means recruitin' teams,
Glock for
Glock,
Jack for
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Jack, what you wantin'?
Bring it now, baby,
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F
but you want what you want
I'm callin' off the gun
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Get at me quickly,
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Dm
let me know what's up from this gun
then we won't have to phone
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You need to holla at me,
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but you want what you want
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I'm callin' off the gun
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y 'all a rock slanger
Tryna get a buck, but if I'm caught,
Suckers duck,
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pee me in the bucket with guns
You niggas better holla if you
Fools run, bitch, it's the hog and me
bubby, dodge a bit
to bein' so high -powered
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I don't like the drag, hate the drama I didn't
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wanna have to put the dick down in your baby mama
So
where the fuck you go
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Hit me on the mobile,
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Gm
the hip of the house
Meet me with my scratch
or get shot in your mouth
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You better holla at me, legitimate
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Riding with my nigga
Shanti
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You need to holla at me but
I'm gon' let off and go
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Get at me quickly,
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Keep it real,
Lord, we won't have no fun
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You need to holla at me,
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but you won't, but you won't
I'm pullin' off a dime
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Get at me quickly,
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let me know what's up from the jar
Lord, we won't have no fun
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Bullets gliss on, got a fetish for paper
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Am
So I gots to get my lick on,
busters get pissed on
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Comin' at me fake,
I'm rippin' pockets off
And plottin' on all the shit I can take
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I'm confiscatin' niggas'
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property that owe me math
Run your jewels cause I'm at
Better me than the coppers
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Come up missin' like
Jimmy
Hopper
When I hit you with this chopper,
know that
a rogue nigga fool
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You might as well face it
Deep down and dirty from the
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Nigga have pay ment
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Gm
Make the bread and bring it
Or a choir gon' be at your
fuckin' funeral singin'
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I'm trigger -happy,
use a done deal for real, yo
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But you want, but you won't
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Dm
Get at me quickly,
let me know what's up from the junk
then we won't have to bunk
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F
But you want, but you won't
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Gm
So when I see you, nigga,
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Dm
Get at me quickly,
Am
Dm
let me know what's up from the junk
then we won't have to bunk
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Dm
But you want, but you won't
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let me know what's up from this junk
then we won't have to bunk
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You need to holla at me,
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F
but you won't, but you won't
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So when I see you nigga,
I'm gon' let off the dunk
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Get at me quickly,
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let me know what's up from this junk
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Keep it filled up, then we won't have
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to bunk
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ChordsDm Am Gm F Bb
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