Tonalidad: C major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
motherfuckers and embrace your seat
Cause
Young
T be like in the midst of the streets
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Em
And got total control over
you fraudulent foes
Able to transpose the fools
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like with the faux faux
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Those who don't know
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better re cognize
Em
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That this is virtual but yet some
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shit you wouldn't expect
Em
That's why you gotta be
blown off the chronic joint
To even comprehend motherfucking
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G -niggas viewpoint
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Niggas ain't knowin' and
Em
I peep the whole show
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Killed if you won't nigga
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but then your brains go
Em
Layin' on the floor unprotected
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Em
Skull effectin' from all the mass
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that ass got when the tech hit
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What's next trick? I think nothin'
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cause you was done
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When your motherfuckin' heart
Em
Ain't nothin' comin'
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but this trigger finger
Em
As I linger in the dark
G
Readin' to make some shit spark
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If you only knew my motherfuckin' past
Em
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Then you'd understand
why your niggas off the cast
G
Em
You see I ain't no hater but I'm
straight fuckin' true to this
Nigga, what does love got to do with this?
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see, if you only knew my
motherfuckin' past
Em
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Then you'd understand
why your niggas off the cast
G
Em
You see, I ain't no hater but this
fader got me losin' it
Nigga, what does love
got to do with this?
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Keep the microphonies,
exposing game to my opponents
Cause I'm the only component to have
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them trippin' when I'm on it
Em
I know you want it,
but this game is lethal like a desert eagle
Bet you I beat you and had them
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Dantons on my regal
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I got my people behind me,
so you can find me twisted
Perverting, serving motherfuckers,
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but let's get specific
Em
Counting my riches,
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that's all I dream about
Em
Gotta forfeit, no shit hitting your spot
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With a whole clip posted
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from day one soldier
Em
Flagging at 8 when
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YOLO, won't stop until my door rise high
G
Em
Like baking soda, I'm on a mission
To be the player of the century
So when they mention me,
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I'm a piece of pimp in history
Em
Back in the days, I was broke as hell
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Now I'm flossin' and callin'
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hoes on the mobile cell
Em
Tossin' them hoes till I'm through
with it, I'm cool with it
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Now tell me what does
Em
love got to do with it?
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If you only knew my motherfuckin' past
Em
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Then you'd understand
why your niggas off the cash
G
Em
You see, I ain't no hater,
but I'm straight fuckin' true to this
Nigga, what does love got to do with this?
G
F
You see, if you only knew my
motherfuckin' past
Em
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Then you'd understand
why your niggas off the cash
G
Em
You see I ain't no hater,
but this fader got me losing it
Nigga, what does love got to do with
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I don't know nothing about love,
I'm on a mission for a meal ticket
Em
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Run as fuck,
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so it's your fault if you still kick it
Em
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I got no love for you hoes or your tricks
Em
As thick as it gets, I'm bombing niggas,
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putting drama in the mix
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It's fixed, but that's the game that was
Em
taught when I was young
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Get paid and give a fuck,
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that's how you keep them hoes drunk
Em
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Keepin' one step ahead of those niggas
Em
who thinkin' that they federal
What you think I keep these
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clips a metaphor?
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Niggas set up for less,
Em
but hoes set up for worse
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I gots to be at my best,
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never slipping, I'm the turf
Em
But what is worth? I've been that
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hard -ass nigga from birth
Em
The game was slink, ain't for the flip,
the fattest rocks on the earth
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When I'm the turf, I'm ruthless like a solo,
Em
with no hoes
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This bitch is slow,
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Em
the bustas can't do nothing for me
I'd rather be lonely if
this pony I came full with
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Em
I'm out for squirrel,
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love ain't got nothing to do with it
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If you only knew my motherfuckin' past
Em
F
Then you'd understand
why your niggas off the cash
G
Em
You see, I ain't no hater,
but I'm straight fuckin' true to this
Nigga, what does love got to do with this?
G
F
You see if you only knew my
motherfucking past
Em
F
Then you'd understand
why your niggas offering cash
G
Em
You see I ain't no hater but this
hater got me losing it
Nigga, what does love got to do with this?
G
F
You see if you only knew my
motherfucking past
Em
F
Then you'd understand
why your niggas offering cash
G
Em
You see I ain't no hater but I'm
straight forward contributing this
Nigga, what does love got to do with this?
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See, if you only knew what the fuck it has,
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then you'd understand why you niggas off the cash.
G
Em
You see, I ain't no hater, but this traitor got me losing,
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nigga, what does love got to do with it?
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