Tonalidad: Eb major
Verse 1
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D
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Bm
What's up, Ms. Nan?
Tris knew this now, Ms. Nan
D
G
I seen Tisnask all in front of the house,
Ms. Nan
D
Bm
C
A nigga was tris nipping,
D
man, woke up and started my morning
G
with some beef ass and coffee
Bm
D
I'm thinking about this rookie
Bm
ass cop named McCarthy
D
They keep on jacking,
oh, is there a problem, sir?
No, there's not,
Bm
so what the fuck did you stop me for?
D
That's the type of shit I'm
G
talking right there
Bm
D
Bm
A lame ass cop, a pumping nursery fear
D
I take the badge and the belt off,
G
I get assaulted
And blow your mother
D
Bm
fucking head straight off
D
Now, I'm runnin' from the po -po's,
Bm
D
I'm checkin', gettin' crooked,
Bm
cause I'm gonna
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G
Hit a devastating leap over the fence
D
Bm
I hit the ground in the right and com mit
To put my motherfuckin'
G
afterburners on
D
Bm
After me, he hit the fence, but I'm gone
He's stompin' speakers,
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G
gettin' angry, sayin' damn
By the time I'm in the
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cucka with a slam
Bm
I see these silly dilly,
D
lefty duckin' bitches
F#
Bm
They're my partners,
D
Bm
but they wanna ride to Bridget
I said, okay,
D
I put them in a what -the -fuck
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D
One light, one dark,
Bm
and both were big butts
G
D
G
But as soon as I pulled away from the curb
Bm
The task was on my ass
to go on my nerves
I'm getting jittery,
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G
but the hoes couldn't sit
D
Bm
I had a sack in my drawers worth a chink
C
D
I made a move, and when I did,
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there goes a siren
Bm
But what do you know,
the bitch is out of my roof firing
D
A gunshot stood the window,
G
took the hittin' out the jet
D
And I don't give a fuck
C
Bm
about the punk wonder rent
So y 'all see,
D
G
that was a job well done
Bm
Congratulated the hoes with the
drink and the bomb, huh
C
D
We hit bridges,
G
dropped the hoes off immediately
D
Bm
And being the player that I am,
I'll continue to be
D
I'm still ridin' that shoot
G
through the big Melrose
D
And motherfuckers
Bm
gettin' jack -stripped
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head -to -toe, bro
D
F#
But what do you know, man,
D
you down to steady packin'
I got somethin' when I
Bm
G
keep on jackin', see
D
G
Like that, Ms. Nairn,
Bm
now I'm finna induce my partner,
Nubskull
D
From the Looney Tunes,
G
D
finna kick this jailhouse shit
Bm
I just got out of the
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G
D
motherfuckin' jailhouse
G
Bm
D
I heard more stories than soaps
Bm
that niggas tell before they bail out
C
D
Be fore I hit the first bullpen or
F#
D
Holden Seller
heard more motherfuckers
Bm
say that they was rollin'
C
D
G
Be sellin' dope in the East,
D
at least got fits, cars,
Bm
bitches and a couple of keys
D
Don't do no homework in school,
G
but he passin' still
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Bm
One nigga said he fucked more bitches
G
than Madison Guild
C
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G
Got a bitch thirty -six with a husband, too
Bm
D
He don't sell weight,
Bm
but you know that his cousin do
D
You need somethin', he can get it,
G
it's all good, bro
D
Got hella scratch,
Bm
but no money on his books, though
D
His mom's rich cause the
G
bitch owns Nexus
Know he's not hungry
Bm
but he's the first to run for breakfast
C
D
Know he's bragging about
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the shit that his kid has
D
And he said he smoke
C
more weed than zig -zags
D
G
He takes a 40 to the face
every morning
D
Swear up and down that the
Bm
whole state be swarming
D
Around his ass cause he famous
F#
D
But to make shit worse
Bm
he even lies about what his name is
C
D
G
Now this was the wopper
D
Slut said he heard a nigga
Bm
say he had a go helicopter
D
G
Come on, that shit is wicked
Why these motherfuckers always
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Bm
G
ly ing just to kick it?
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G
With that jailhouse shit,
Bm
now I'm finna introduce it
Yes, no, miss,
D
now off the other Looney Tunes
G
Tell him how it is, man,
D
Bm
when you finna hit that ma jor lick
G
Up on the late -night loading clip,
soldin' shit to myself about
the jackedest trick
Bm
But he's rollin' thick,
C
G
thicker than my dick,
D
G
so you know he's livin' fat
Plush -ass Rolls -Royce,
Bm
a condo -weightin' sack
C
D
I'm sayin' that he tried to have me off,
G
I'm givin' him balls, didn't work
Bm
And first of all,
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Bm
I know the motherfuckin' turf
Just like the back of my hand,
D
G
the man tried to pull the lick
D
Shot the 4 '5", fucked up good,
Bm
cuz he missed
C
My mother, they ozin' through the woods,
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G
at grandma's house, it's flottin'
Niggas is mad
D
Bm
because I got shit sold like a stockin'
G
His hoe, Jock, an d Knox
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G
be walkin' fast past him
Because they know Jock's mouth
D
G
got the creamery for them
Bm
And Eminem, peanut,
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G
can match up to the candy that we nuts
Bm
Got in a plastic backstash,
way in deep cut
D
He must don't know
G
I know the hoe he fuck with
D
And I'm a nigga that can verify
Bm
she's some dick,
C
but her shit got deep
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G
Deeper than Schitt's Creek,
as soon as the bitch beat
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Bm
She gon' tell me where the trick sleep
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G
Then I'ma go pimp this old shit
D
And if you act bold, bitch,
Bm
I'm lettin' off the whole clip
D
G
In your ass, in your kid's ass,
D
and if your black ass brother slip
Bm
I got another clip for his ass
D
Because the game is some real shit
G
D
Two dicks don't click,
Bm
but never try to play me like a little bitch
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D
G
Yeah, C &H crew,
D
you understand me?
Bm
Drew down and
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Looney motherfuckin' tuned
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D
Bm
Yeah, flow like this, somethin' to ride to
Outro 1
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