[Start]
[Intro]
Cmaj7
■ Real nigga shit
Gmaj7 Em7 Dm7 F Cmaj7
Other night at your crib it was like me Black ■ forty OB
B7
We just sittin' there talkin' 'bout life
F G7
Played some beats but I forgot to tell you one thing
[Verse]
Cmaj7 C7
■ Niggas called me to set you up
B7
Want me to come and wet you up
B7
'cause you a out of town nigga like Biggie
B7
Heard about the shit with Diddy
D7 G7
So I came through to vest you up
C Cmaj7
And I got a vest for forty a vest for Hush
B7
A vest for every nigga with an owl on his chest and what
E7
I got LA unified
D7 G7
You better off committin' suicide teachers ain't testin' us
C Cmaj7
See I know how it feel to be platinumplus
B7
Niggas is jealous of you so they try to wrap you up
E7
Tax you up but it's OVO/Blood Money
D7 G7
Nigga catch these bullets like he catch the bus
C7
Dawg fame is a motherfucker
B7
Do a nigga four favors when you can't do the fifth
E7
How soon they forget
D7 G7
Run up on you at your granny house give you nine like Fif'
C7
■ How a nigga s'posed to love you niggas
B7
Heart beatin' fast when I dap and when I hug you niggas
B7
Dre told me not to trust you niggas
D7 G7
Your energy off you're finicky I rush you niggas
C C7 B7
■ Just walkin' 'round the crib like Why a nigga can't live
E7
Get this money fuck these bitches though
E7
Thinkin' 'bout the beef like
D7 G7 C7
We can pass these mothafuckin' straps like a physical
B7
This my city nigga e'rybody know it
E7
Ridin' 'round town just me and my Four Pound
D7 G7
Tucked in my Tom Fords hopin' I ain't gotta show it
C7 B7
La niggas be the craziest these niggas do some shady shit
E7
Niggas'll run up on your car catch you off guard
[Chorus]
F
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit forty I'm fucked up
G C G
Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
D
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
G7 C G
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
G
All I ever asked is keep it eight more than ninetytwo with me one hundred
G
Yeah one hundred
G
All I ever asked is one hundred
C7 B7
Yeah one hundred ■
D7 G7 C7 B7 E7 D7 G7 C Cmaj7
All I ever asked ■ ■ ■ is one ■ ■
[Verse]
B7
Thank me later thanks for nothin' thanks for bluffin'
E7
Thank you so so much for wearin' your true colors
Dm7
To every single fuckin' function
C Cmaj7
Had niggas tell me to my face how we were family
B7
And how they love me while they were skimmin' off the budget
E7 D
Now when I see 'em they're the ones that's actin' funny
D
People been reachin' out to me
C B7
And I'm on some straight unresponsive shit ■
B7
I would have so many friends
Em D7
If I didn't have money respect and accomplishments
G7
I would have so many friends
C7 B7
If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
Em
I would have all of your fans if I didn't go pop
D7
And I stayed on some conscious shit
Cmaj7
I would have so many more friends
G
If I lost my success and my confidence
Em7
I'm in the club every time that they play the competition
Dm7 F G Cmaj7
If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get
G
Yeah nobody's even hearin' it on top of the pyramid
G
Might go to Jamaica disappear again
F Gsus4
My circle got so small that it's a period sayin' to myself
Cmaj7 G
Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
[Chorus]
F
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Cmaj7
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
F G7
All I ever asked is keep it eight more than ninetytwo with me one hundred
C7 B7
Yeah one hundred ■
Em Dm7 G7 C C7 B7
■ All I ever asked is one hundred ■ ■
Em D
■ Yeah one hundred
C7
All I ever asked is one
[Verse]
C7
Miss four Cent that was my real nigga
B7
Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga
E7 D7
If he was still alive he would kill niggas
G7
He was Lil Snupe I was Meek Mill
C7
Niggas know how it feel when you missin' your nigga though
B7
Can't think so you roll up that indigo
E7
Stressin' while drivin' down Figuero'
D D7 G7 C7
Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost damn
B7
Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like Here it go
D7 G7
Screamin' Frog name at the clouds they don't hear me though
C B7
Guess they too busy with twoPac and Biggie though
B7
You niggas don't feel me though
E7
That was on Suge's watch I'll take Suge's watch
D7 G7 C
You dissin' Drizzy that's cool but don't come to my city though
C7
Not even to HTown
B7
So underground that I gotta be a trill nigga
B7
Strapped up from the waist down
D7 G7
That's word to Pimp C J Prince is my real nigga
C C7
Shit was so simple when Henchman was out
B7
He had a young nigga right there with Meech
B7
So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
D7 G7
We came up on these California streets
C7 Em B7
La niggas be the craziest these niggas do some shady shit
B7
Niggas'll run up on your car catch you off guard
D7 G7
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit
Cmaj7
Got a nigga confused but why a nigga gotta choose
B7
Don't even matter dawg 'cause I'm a always be a real nigga
E7
Always be a real nigga
F G7
I never learned how to be nothin' but a real nigga
G C G
Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
G7
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
C G7 C G7
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
F G7 Cmaj7
All I ever asked is keep it eight more than ninetytwo with me one hundred
[Chorus]
Em7
Yeah one hundred
Dm7 Cmaj7
All I ever asked is one hundred
D Em7
Yeah one hundred
G
All I ever asked is one
[Outro]
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