调：G# minor•
Verse 1
C#
G#m
D#
G#m
Yo, yo, this Mase,
you know what I'm saying?
You got niggas that don't like me
for whatever reason.
cause I'm always with they bitch.
that just don't like me.
But you know I pop a lot of shit
A lot of niggas pop shit,
we come to bring it to y 'all niggas
If we wanna dance, we dance
Now trick what, lace who?
love to replace you
Pay it to your face, boo,
not behind your back
C#
G#m
Niggas talk shit, we never mind that
Puff a dime sack, write hot shit
niggas know
make the bitch think you're dope
I represent hunnids with money,
Ride with the tents, that be 35 %
Hoes hope I lay, so I look both ways
C#m
E
Niggas leave without hand ing me my shit
Got plans to get my land and my six
don't understand this shit
the championship
We been playin' around the world
I don't know what, I don't know why
on Trap we say it is
Baby baby I was a one bed roomer,
cream to the ceiling
I was a gentleman, livin' in tenements
MB10s
crushed linemen
Now my dividends be the new
Mate, you got some hoes,
well nigga, send them in
What you waiting for?
Nah, punk, that's a bitch
Mercedes, come here, baby
put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend,
And I be switching Bs
I'm the macaroni with the cheese
I don't know when, I don't know why,
E
D#
G#m
Or a drop of fade in?
Did it ain't fair
Now I'm fuck through the world,
even though I'm young
I'm making my bed to
see that all ladies come
Get em all strong from
Lick em places,
Never my throat dry,
Eat the mommy cho -chai
and drive a low -fly
E
D#
We never ride far, pack five in the car
I'm about to buy the bar
And everywhere I drive, I'm a star
Now I'm in a T .I.,
come in clubs with B .I.
Now a nigga V .I.
G#m
E
Rock tons of gold, enough money I fold
break a hundred at the toll
We been around the world
D#
G#m
and I, I, I, we been player hated
I don't know when, I don't know why,
why they hate us
D#
G#m
Is it our ladies, is it our ladies,
We been around the world
D#
G#m
and I, I, I, we been player hated
I don't know why, don't know why,
C#
B
G#m
why they want us faded
listen up ladies
Okay, after these messages
we'll be back with the mad
rapper
the mad producer.
enjoy yourself,
we'll get you through this,
take a sip of water,
deep breath,
as you can see,
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper
and he's still pretty mad,
and quite frankly,
You got that right.
Mr. Producer, why are you so mad?
Yo, I'm going to keep it real simple
for you, you
Tell them niggas why you mad, son.
Tell them why you mad, son.
I've been here for the culture,
you know what I'm saying?
you know what
We play that shit,
you know what saying?
And then come the fight, you know what
My brother hit me too.
The nigga trying to rap,
Oh, that's the shit that got me mad.
That's the shit that got me mad.
Gentlemen,
please disregard the foul language.
I'm to ask you to refrain
from the foul
Please Mr. Rapper,
please refrain from the
foul language more time.
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