키: D minor
Verse 1
C#m
F#m
Ayo, ayo, what up, yo
What up, y'all, this that Pretty Toney shit
C#m
It's like yo I know there's a lot
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of hoods and shit out there
A lot of niggas done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got robbed
and shit
You know what I mean? We love
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a lot of things in the hood
C#m
But time goes on,
A
F#m
and if we don't change a lot of shit
A
F#m
Shit always gonna be this way,
C#m
F#m
and that's a motherfucker fact!
C#m
F#m
True gangsta shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo
C#m
When y'all turn my mic up in
here, bareback shit
F#m
Know what I mean? Tired of y'all
motherfuckers and shit
C#m
One- two, fuck around and clobber
of y'all motherfuckers
F#m
Yo Spidey, put that
reverb shit, on
C#m
A
F#m
Come on "Can you feel it? Can
E
C#m
F#m
you feel it?" Yeah
E
C#m
"Can you feel it" Let's go, fuck it"
Live from Staten Island, where the gangstas kill
Verse 2
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Only
place on the map,
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that got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got millions
F#m
Our specialty is how we willie,
niggas
C#m
That's how Buck brought the building
And the police is pussy,
they protect and serve
F#m
They connect,
C#m
with baseheads then they frisk our birds
Smack DVDs, blowin' herb,
I'm in the room
F#m
Bonin' these two white bitches,
C#m
Ice baggin' up work
That's how we get down,
fuck Vegas
F#m
The black Carlo Gambino,
rockin' the wallo's
Blow his diamonds in Z- No's,
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spicey, verses is jalapeños
F#m
Best believe when I'm in the big Escalade,
C#m
I'm sittin' on Dino
A
G#m
F#m
Tone Stark, a poet's art,
kiss the girls
E
C#m
And bake them pies, clean up,
A
some are old darts
G#m
F#m
This that real live don shit, you heard!
C#m
Verse 3
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
F#m
Okay, plus the shit is mad
hot around the way
C#m
Niggas don't give a fuck
on any time or day
F#m
Or if he dyin' today,
or could he find a way
C#m
Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches,
dimes and trays
F#m
Throw a nigga a jew el
and watch him slide away
C#m
It's like that, in the hood,
he in the grimy say
F#m
But what we try'na say
is gonna "be this way"
A
G#m
F#m
It don't have to, it don't have to,
C#m
"My God!"
Verse 4
C#m
With big carrots and static,
F#m
with that leaves the bad habits
Drugs layin' in buildings with
C#m
great big automatics
Animos' in the hood, it's a fact,
we could do magic
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Splatter faggots in lobbies,
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the heat burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to pass this,
back up or you'll receive something
F#m
C#m
Real tragic, them hollows'll race
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C#m
through your jack et
Semi gangstas with weak tactics
F#m
Forensic scientists called in to
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display graph ics
For square inch to his back winds
They brain is spleen,
it's left all over a fiend's mattress
F#m
Bastard, we cock and squeeze
after we leave our ratchets
C#m
We keep the hood cryin'
for massive havoc
F#m
No Trix we take from silly rabbits,
C#m
yo feed them lead carrots
A
G#m
F#m
The little mans'llconnect
and they touch that fabric
E
C#m
The only thing that can stop
'em is that tephlon phat shit
A
G#m
F#m
Maybe artillery's heavy like
C#m
a bunch of fat chicks
Baow! Ain't no comin'
Verse 5
back bitch!
C#m
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
F#m
Okay, plus the shit is mad
hot around the way
C#m
Niggas don't give a fuck
on any time or day
F#m
Or if he dyin' today,
or could he find a way
C#m
Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches,
dimes and trays
F#m
Throw a nigga a jew el
and watch him slide away
C#m
It's like that, in the hood,
he in the grimy say
F#m
But what we try'nna say
is gonna "be this way"
A
F#m
It don't have to, it don't have to,
C#m
"My God!"
Outro 1
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