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Français: DO RE MI FA SOL LA SI
Anglais: C D E F G A B
(INTRO)
Gm
Gm
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
Gm
We The Best Music
Gm
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Gm
Another one
Gm
DJ Khaled
(VERSE)
Gm
Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago
Gm
Add two zeros to the one, I’m in a different mode
Gm
This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes
Gm Dm
You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home
Dm
I got rich off strong, we get ’em in and get ’em gone
Dm
You know Trappy just got out, I ain’t have to put him on
Dm
We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on
Dm
It’s the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on
Gm
My demon time ain’t nothin’ nice
Gm
I try not to wear nothin’ twice
Gm
I came up off of shootin’ dice, yeah
Gm
My lil’ brother ain’t livin’ right
Gm
My sis’ and ’em doin’ aight
Gm Dm
My cuz and ’em still servin’ life, yeah
Dm
Seen a robber rob a deacon
Dm
I seen a preacher get caught for cheatin’
Dm
I’ll break the bank for one of my people
Dm
I said, “I’m the one,” they didn’t me believe me
Dm
I show ’em the facts, now they all need me
Dm
I’ma get cake as long as I’m breathin’
Dm
They makin’ it hard, this shit really easy, yeah
Dm
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(CHORUS)
Gm
I’ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got,
Gm
don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all,
Gm
I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns,
Gm Dm
we got a hood full of sticks
Dm
Soon as they say we can’t come,
Dm
you know we’ll run ’round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit,
Dm
you know I live in the mix
(Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
Dm
You know I live in the mix
(Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
(VERSE)
Gm
Yeah, she think I’m a regular rapper, I’m not
Gm
One person come tell me, we fuck up your block
Gm
Watch me run this shit to the tippity top, yeah (Keep goin’)
Gm
Put my kids in Givenchy
Gm
She must think one plus one is three
Gm
I can’t support you personally
Dm
She don’t got a mortgage, moved in with her niece
Dm
These niggas be cappin’, them cars be leased
Dm
Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets
Dm
I was nodding off, they woke up a beast
Dm
Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner,
Dm
we didn’t have nothin’ to eat
Dm
Soon as I get on his ass, they gon’ look at me better,
Dm
like, “Damn, he was fuckin’ with me,” yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(CHORUS)
Gm
I’ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got,
Gm
don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all,
Gm
I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns,
Gm Dm
we got a hood full of sticks
Dm
Soon as they say we can’t come,
Dm
you know we’ll run ’round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit,
Dm
you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
Dm
You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
(VERSE)
Gm
I’m from the trenches
Gm
Niggas be tough on the ‘net, but really be there for attention
Gm
Bitches be talkin’ like they really rich
Gm
But really be beggin’ me under my pictures
Gm
I’ll give her forty, fifty thousand cash to start up a business
Gm
I’ll spend that shit at the dentist
Gm
I’d rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year
just to get out of her feelings
Dm
I’m in the Lambo’ truck in my hood, nobody gon’ tell me shit
Dm
Goin’ to Cali, I pick up my weed for sure,
nobody gon’ mail me shit
Dm
Dice game, Craps and Cee Lo, I need cash, don’t sell me shit
Dm
Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich
Gm
Drop the load, ain’t no room right now, I took her to the O
Gm
Then I pulled up on the Lamb’ ’cause she a fan of Boonie Moe
Gm
I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin’ up all the opps
Gm
I be around with three million dollars in jewelry,
I’m standin’ on all the blocks
Dm
This the anthem, mmm hmm
Dm
Droppin’ the six in the Fanta, mmm
Dm
Black Rolls truck with the all white seats, remind me of
sittin’ on Panda, mmm
Dm
I love my cousin, she was a dancer
Dm
I love my brother, he was a scammer
Dm
Sittin’ on my lap ’cause I’m pullin’ her tracks and
Dm
I fuck from the back ’cause she callin’ me handsome
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(CHORUS)
Gm
I’ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got,
Gm
don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all,
Gm
I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns,
Gm Dm
we got a hood full of sticks
Dm
Soon as they say we can’t come,
Dm
you know we’ll run ’round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit,
Dm
you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
Dm
You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
(OUTRO)
We The Best Music
Another one
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