Key: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
F#
Am
G
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
I ride on my en emies,
Am
C
Am
C#dim
Am
Time to ride on my enemies,
Dm
Am
I ride on my enemies
time to ride on my enemies
Am
G
We outside your crib, nigga,
I heard you was jappin' your jaw,
what up now, nigga?
Am
Dm
so how you wanna do it?
C
Am
I'm like, see this cigar,
G
Em
I'mma put it on
tried to ride my
Kinect
Dm
G
Now my hood fucked up cause we all in debt
Dm
Am
Dm
I had a load comin' in at a quarter to nine
Am
C
I put my bitch on the train,
I caught this nigga at the crib
with his wife and shit
She blind to the fact she don't
Am
Dm
Stick up kids die fast,
and it's life of crime
F
Am
Everybody got right, so
I'ma fight for mine
Am
Dm
Am
with my beam and shit
So don't ever,
but you smoke it too
And when you go against me,
you supposed to lose
When we erase you,
Am
Dm
Bang, bang, motherfucker,
Running for corporates,
we're all without the rocks
What's up now, nigga?
I heard you wanna squash the beef
What's up now, nigga?
prepared and grab your vest
Cause when I dump the pump,
I'm packing clips with artillery
crack your whip I'm slangin' that
C
Am
F club, plus I gave the
Mac to flip
Now let's go,
and show em how we handle the beef
Takin' out body parts and I just
Dm
Am
Dm
S -box and a pounder of the
Am
Jeep
Am
C
Am
Apollo, nigga, amateur week
You say you got way but
never touched the key
You say you ran a block but
I'll fuck you up in your sleep
What up,
Nas, niggas?
Heard y 'all was talkin'
down on my name,
talkin' down on my name,
Nas, niggas?
you sippin' and playin',
Nas, niggas?
If I shoot it, y 'all gotta run.
G
Dm
That bulletproof won't stop it, none.
Y 'all don't wanna see me with this
Tommy gun.
come and address it.
Dm
Am
G
If the shoot picture,
then walk in it, I'm talkin' attention.
we kill each other for practice
So I keep your names and an
AK right under my mattress
Don't let the gold and the diamonds fool you
Dm
G
I promise it's nothing for
Dm
Am
I roll with my assholes, my nature niggas
Dm
Am
Tread the ball
Look I just got the words from niggas in
Austin
Drop the lasso
We don't need much,
know these niggas
They just dissin' us for publicity
But we gon' get my feet down
Now you got it
And I can't do nothin' about it
I got a lot of problems,
but a beef ain't one
Cause I've been known to pay niggas back
Smith &
Wesson
And I always got them with me, bitch,
G
Am
G
Dm
C
you better get your weapon
Em
Am
G
Dm
Am
You
Em
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