Tonalidad: C minor
Intro 1
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
I'm ready for drama,
Verse 1
Em
just know P carry the llama
B
Bm
They bury you before they bury your mama
Em
You can call me the king,
S -430 blowin' it
B
Bm
Two -way to FedEx, the hitman of the fix
Em
His plane touched down
at a quarter to eight
Bm
O 'Hare Airport, of course it was late
Em
He hopped in instantly,
we rollin' the grapes
Bm
Told him about the Syrian niggas
that was holdin' away
Em
Barbies, restaurant,
he took fish, I ordered steak
Bm
Told the nigga,
we need a bigger portion of plate
Em
All you do is collect money,
we order the crates
Bm
Life in the feds is hard,
you ignore my fate
Em
We need a better price on the product,
Bm
a discount on the key s
They got a cheaper with the Vietnamese
Em
Once they craze, come with the trees
And they bring it to us
Bm
He replied in an ill manner,
Em
who could you trust? Yo! After
Bm
I pull my strap out, strap out
Em
My memory just blacked out
B
If you don't pull your strap out
Bm
Em
Then you can never pull it out
Lonely niggas strap this shit
Bm
And if you don't blast first,
then we all die too
Em
Yeah!
Lonely niggas strap this shit
B
And if you don't blast first,
Bm
then we all die too
Em
Yo! I'm just waking up in the morning,
man, I love my life
Bm
Got out of bed, took a shower,
Em
gotta get it right
Phone ring as I step on the marble
Bm
DBI see when I answer,
I'm business,
Em
they can't stand me
Who could it be?
It's my dude from Chicago
B
Bm
Em
Big chipped up Marcielago
Biggie Koop, the noob, there I go
B
Bm
Jumps in a G4, fine, hi, bro
Em
Fold up the laptop, I enter the area
Bm
50 states, small figure,
Em
that guard at a barrier
I'm still moving as I jump in a spaceship
B
Bm
Cock that 50 cal guns to they faces
Em
It's really good,
so what's happening baby
B
Bm
We the dudes, we can't lose
Em
Gotta make a nigga pay me
I'm Godzilla as I'm pushing the pride up
Bm
A hundred niggas hustling,
we ready for drama
Em
H2s, a hundred keys and coca linds
B
Bm
We dope stuff, we need it cheap
and we still cop steep
Em
B
Bm
Em
It's the God It's the God Yo!
Bm
After I put my strap out, strap out
Em
My memory just blacked out
B
If you don't put your strap up,
Bm
Em
then you can never pull it out
Only niggas strap this shit,
Bm
and if you don't blast first,
then we all die too, yeah
Em
Only niggas strap this shit,
Bm
and if you don't blast first,
then we all die too, yeah
Em
wiped out off the earth
with my clockwork
Bm
You know it's gon' hurt
with my strap work
Em
Yeah, I'm fuckin' your wife
till her cock hurt
Bm
Up the block in a 7 .3 driver skirt
Em
Snakes still feedin' foes, no cut, no rub
B
Bm
Up the block, goin' up, numbin',
Em
beastin', beastin'
Slappin' niggas for no reason,
cause niggas typey
Bm
Niggas don't like me,
cause I pipe as wifey
Em
Niggas fakin' from the 600, gunnin'
Bm
On the backstreet,
Em
cussin' when there's nothin'
When my choppa dump, I leave niggas slum
B
Bm
Em
B
Bm
Em
Up the block in the drop, nigga, what?
B
Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
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Bm
Em
B
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Em
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Bm
I'll you
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