Tonalidad: E minor
Verse 1
G
Street,
Em
Dean
Street,
Click
Clack,
C
President,
Nostrand
Em
Al,
GPs,
Orange
Al,
Em
T -Town, who wanna ride?
C
G
Brooklyn, come on, come on
Em
Sitting in the living room on the floor,
G
hunger pain got me on some migraine, but I'm a maintainer
Em
Got two or three dollars to my name and my homies in
C
G
the same boat going through the same thing
Em
Ready for a caper, daily plotting for the paper,
G
we been living in the dark since
April
Bm
B
On the candle, gotta get a handle
C
My homie got a .25 automatic,
gamble
Em
Get the phone book,
look up in the yellow page
G
Let me tell you how we finna get paid
Bm
We gon' order pink out
B
Bm
when they see the driver
C
G
We gon' stick the .25 up in his face
Em
Let's ride, steppin' outside like warriors
G
Into the notorious
Southside
B
One weapon to the four of us
Hidin' in the corridor till we see the
C
deed from the car
Em
white boy in the wrong place at the right time
G
Soon as the car door open, I'll be mine
Bm
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his
nose
By the look on his face,
C
he probably shittin'
Em
You know what this is, it's a stick up
G
Give me the dough from your pick -ups,
you ran into the wrong
Bm
You running down the block hot
B
with these stacks of boxes
C
So we split up and met
G
back at the apartment
G
Yo, ain't you hungry, mutt?
B
Bm
C
G
You wanna get paid, mutt?
G
Ain't you tired of starving, mutt?
B
Well, let's ride in
Em
I know a way we can get paid
B
You can get down,
G
but you can't be afraid
Let's go to the
Bm
DMV and get a
ID
B
C
G
The name says you, but the face is me
Em
Now it's your turn, take my paperwork
G
Like one, two, three, let's make it work
Bm
B
Then, fill out the credit card application
Bm
C
And it's gon' be about three
G
weeks of waitin'
For
Express,
Discovery
Car
Visa,
MasterCard
B
Cause when we was booted,
then we was targets
C
G
Now we just walk right up and say,
charge it
Em
To the game, we rockin' brand names
G
Well known at department store chains
Bm
B
Even got the boys in the crew
for a few things
C
G
Popo never know who's the true blame
Em
Store after store,
you know we kept rollin'
G
Wait two weeks, report the car stolen
Bm
B
Repeat the cycle like a laundromat
C
Like a glitch in the system,
G
it's hard to catch
Em
Coming out the mall with
the shopping bags
G
We can take it right back,
then get the cash, yeah
Bm
B
Get a friend, then do it again
C
G
Damn right, that's how we pay the rent
Em
G
Yeah, got to get this paper I'm
Bm
down for the cake, but
C
G
Em
We stay on the ground
G
It's a damn big struggle
Bm
We all gotta hustle
C
G
This is the way we survive
Em
G
Bm
C
G
Em
G
Bm
C
G
I know a
Em
G
K -12, we can get some government paper,
you know food stamps, can we really
do that?
Bm
C
Hell yeah, right there, voter taken, f*** welfare,
G
Em
we say reparations and uh, you know
G
the grind, get up early, get on the line and just wait,
B
everybody on break, that's part
And when they call your name,
Miss
C
Case
G
Worker, let me state my claim
Em
I'm homeless, jobless,
G
times is hard, I'm bout hopeless
But I gotta eat regardless,
B
no family to run to, I'm 22
C
Now tell me what the f***
G
am I supposed to do?
Em
My sad story made her feel close to me,
G
I made her feel like it was an emergency
Em
And when I came to the crib, couldn't believe,
C
G
I came back with a big bag of grocery
Em
Every job I ever had, I had to get em'
I find how to pimp the system
Bm
B
Two steps ahead of the manager,
C
getting over on the regular
G
Tax free money out the register
Em
And when I'm working late nights,
locking boxes
G
I'm creepin' they merchandise and
Bm
don't put me on dishes
C
I'm droppin' the p***s and takin'
G
all day long to mop the kitchen
Em
We ain't gettin' paid commission,
G
minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
Bm
Got me flippin' burgers with no power and can't
C
G
even buy one off what I make in an hour
Em
I'm not the one to kiss
s*** for the top position
G
I take mine off the top like a politician
Bm
Where I'm from,
B
doin' dirt is a part of livin'
C
G
I got miles to feed, dawg, I got to get it
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
G
You down to roll my d***?
Bm
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
B
C
You better get your hands dirty,
my d***
G
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Your momma need money and thangs,
my d -
B
Well, that's where I did
C
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
G
Come on, come on
Em
G
If you claimin' gangsta
Bm
B
Then bang on the system
Em
C
G
Em
And show that you ready to ride
Take it off
G
Bm
B
Freedom, we got to get over
C
G
Em
Em
We steady on the grind
¿Qué te pareció la canción?
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesEm G C Bm B
Acordes populares a nivel mundial
Acordes y tablaturas más tocados entre todos los usuarios
Añadido recientemente
Acordes y tablaturas añadidos recientemente