Tonalidad: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
D
Am
A
Am
D
Am
D
Am
motherfucker, Flipmode motherfucker
What the fuck you want,
what the fuck nigga?
A
Am
What you want, what the fuck nigga
(We gon' hit it down like this,
nigga what?)
Verse 2
Am
I be, testing your faith and wrecking your face,
invading your space
A
And watch the tables turn like
you're trading a place
Am
I pull stunts like Evel Knievel, me and
my people fly like an eagle
D
Am
And blow your entire cathedral,
hurry hurry, don't worry worry
Hit y'all with a flurry flurry of jabs,
D
Am
leaving y'all niggas blurry blurry
Brew up some shit
like I'm cooking for y'all
When I'm done then I come
looking for y'all
D
Dm
Am
(Huh huh hold up hold up)
Federal cases cause 'nuff bodies
end up in medical places
D
In they blood finding them chemical traces
Am
Leaving special investigators going
through skeptical phases
D
While we getting money
the decimal changes
Am
I was a Seventh Day
Adventist apprentice
Now I strike with a vengeance
D
G
Blowing the door right up off of the hinges
Am
This be that, "Put Your Out
Of Your Misery" song
And make you ask your man is this
D
the joint he dissing me on
Am
That's when I ask
Verse 3
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want? What
D
the fuck nigga what you want?
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what
D
you want
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
What the fuck nigga
Verse 4
Am
Moving your muscle and doing
the hustle
See nowadays we getting
D
money like Russell
Am
Who really wanna tussle? Challenge
the super saber in a nigga
Blast the challenger way out of space,
D
like Galaga nigga
Am
Battle star Galactica, cross
my diameter nigga
Derange your whole circular shape,
D
into triangular nigga
Am
Yo, so what it was my fault?
That I had to bring this shit
to a screaming halt?
D
What you need to do is open up the vault
Am
That's why I make sure,
that my vest will be on
A
So when I blast you,
D
and your additional stress will be gone
Am
Then I sprinkle just a little bit of salt,
on your plans
And watch your shit shrivel
D
up right in the palm of my hands
A
I ain't afraid of ya, but I thank all of my
Am
niggas for saving ya
I was about to take you back,
D
G
to when your mother was making ya
Am
Clapping you up,
slapping you up, trapping you up
Holding you hostage,
D
duck taping and Saran wrapping you up
Am
Yo, first she was sober, I smell aroma
Put you in a trance,
D
and slip into an irreversible coma
Am
Fuck y'all cubic zirconium niggas,
it's over
Closing in on all y'all niggas, while
D
we're moving in a little closer
Am
A
Then I evaluate and elaborate,
Am
confiscate your shit
D
A
And dare your as s to retaliate,
that's when I ask
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want? What
Verse 5
Am
D
the fuck nigga what you want?
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
What the fuck nigga what you want
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
What the fuck nigga what you want
Am
What the fuck nigga
What the fuck nigga what you want?
D
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want?
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
What the fuck nigga what you want
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
D
Am
D
Am
What the fuck nigga what you want
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