Tonalidad: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Aye, you want some of this shit?
Em
Naw, I don't want that shit
C
I don't give a fuck
I don't play that shit,
and I'm finna buss a cap in a nigga
Em
Man, shut the fuck up! Whoa! Slow down,
C
slow down, slow down!
Em
You see that brick house right there?
C
That's the nigga's crib
When he come out you,
gotta tighten his ass up
Verse 2
I'ma get in the other car, aight
C
Em
If there's beef,
cock it and dump it
A
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
C
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
Em
There's no time to cock it,
D
no way you can stop it
C
When niggas run up on
B
you with them thangs out
Verse 3
I gotta do,
G
I don't care I if get caught
A
Em
The DA can play this mother
C
fucking tape in court
Em
I'll kill you
G
Em
C
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
G
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
A
Em
C
homie I ain't playing
Verse 4
Em
Keep thinking I'm candy 'til
ya fucking skull get popped
C
An d ya brain hop out the
B
top like Jack- in- the- box
Em
In the hood summer time
C
G
is the killing season
A
It's hot out this bitch,
Em
C
that's a good enough reason
Em
I've seen gangstas get religious
when they start bleeding
Em
B
Jesus help me" 'cause they as s leaking
Em
When they window roll down
G
and that A.K. come out
C
A
You can squeeze ya little hand
C
gun 'til you run out
Em
And you can run
Verse 5
for ya backup
D
Em
C
But them machine gun shells
gon' tear ya back up
B
Em
God's on ya side? Shit,
G
I'm aight with that
A
'Cause we gon' reload them clips
Em
C
and come right back
It's a fact, homie,
Em
you go against me, ya fucked
D
C
I get the drop, if you can duck
Em
ya luckier than Lady Luck
Verse 6
Em
Look, nigga, don't think you safe
G
'cause you moved out the hood
A
'Cause ya mama still around,
C
dawg, and that ain't good
Em
If you was smart you'd be
shook of me
D
C
'Cause I get tired of looking for ya
Em
Spray ya mama crib and let
yo' ass look for me
Verse 7
Em
If there's beef, cock it and dump it
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
C
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
Em
There's no time to cock it,
D
no way you can stop it
C
When niggas run up on you
B
with them thangs out
Verse 8
I gotta do,
G
I don't care I if get caught
A
The DA can play this mother
C
fucking tape in court
Em
I'll kill you
C
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
G
A
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
Em
C
homie I ain't playing
Em
My heart bleeds
Verse 9
for you, nigga,
D
I can't wait to get to you
C
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes,
B
I can see the bitch in you
Em
Nigga, you know the streets talk
G
A
So they'll be no white flags
C
and no peace talks
Em
I got my back against the wind
D
Em
I'm down to ride 'til the sun burn out
D
C
If I die today,
B
I'm happy how my life turned out
Verse 10
shootouts, I done
G
been in 'em by myself
A
Em
C
Locked up, I was in a box by myself
Em
D
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
C
Now shit changed, motherfucker,
Em
I can hire some help
I done heard about the 50 grand
G
you put in the hood
A
But ya shooter finna get shot,
C
it won't do him no good
Em
D
Em
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
C
If you survive ya bones'll still
B
fucking hurt when it rains
Em
Oh, you a pro
Verse 11
G
at playing Battleship? Well,
this ain't the same
C
this is a whole different type of war game
Em
See the losers end up in shackles
and motherfucking chains
C
Or laid out in the streets
B
leaking out they brains
Em
If there's beef,
Verse 12
cock it and dump it
G
A
The drama really means nothing to me
C
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
Em
There's no time to cock it,
D
no way you can stop it
C
When niggas run up on
Em
B
you with them thangs out
Verse 13
I gotta do,
G
I don't care I if get caught
A
The DA can play this mother
C
fucking tape in court
Em
I'll kill you
G
Em
C
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
homie, I ain't playing
B
Em
Catch you slipping, I'ma kill you
G
A
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying,
C
homie I ain't playing
Em
After the fist
Verse 14
fights, it's gunfire, boy,
D
Em
C
you get the best of me (Best of me)
If you don't wanna get shot,
B
Em
I suggest you don't go testing me (Testing me)
All the wrong I've done,
G
A
the Lord still keep on blessing me (Blessing me)
Em
C
Finna run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the
Em
recipe (Recipe, recipe)
Verse 15
Em
C
Em
Yeah, ha ha, hey Dre!
C
G
You got me feeling real bulletproof
A
up in this motherfucker
C
'Cause the windows on my motherfuck
Em
ing Benz is bulletproof, nigga
C
B
'Cause my motherfucking vest is bulletproof,
Em
nigga
G
C
'Cause my motherfucking hat is bulletproof,
C
A
nigga
C
But the Doc said if I get hit, I might
Em
get a fucking concussion
C
But better that than a hole in the head right,
Em
nigga? Ha ha ha ha
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