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Verse 1
Whatcha gonna do when they come
Dm
Am
C
Am
for you?
I'm going up, leap out the window,
hear the fence in the backyard
Cause my
Dm
Nike
Air
with the force
Now I'm ghost, I'm hitting them nines,
stomp down the block
I can hop like a rabbit when
it comes to the pigs, dig
Bm
Flash
G, leapin' like
Carl
Lewis -y
Am
C
Bm
And now they let the dogs loose
Bruce
Here comes the birdseye
Am
Bm
I broke into houses, knocked a woman,
That's not enough
C
Am
And put me under tuck like a blanket I'm hiding on
Dm
Please
You probably can't,
my life's been hell since a baby
do about 110 years in prison
While devils keep wishing,
Dm
Bm
while I keep on thinking of awesome master plans
to where they think I might have ran
But no tracks can be found,
no trails on the ground
but I'll be worse if I was handcuffed
It's been an hour and a half
and they still ain't called me
Give it up,
go have a donut and some coffee
You lost
G, conversate about me at the station
The next time you be runnin' up,
Bm
What
I'ma do?
never break my bones
But a billy club, what is that?
I'll stub the flick up your bick
I'm the front, me tell names
Oh, never
No pinto tattoo over here, bruh, bruh
You sucka
The unstoppable,
Am
Superman
Am
Freeze,
Am
C
making lyrically brain -damaging substance
Bm
Dm
And under suspension of fleeing from my
D
Bm
officers and making my officers look bad
Am
C
Take three steps to the back of the seat of the car,
slowly
I'm in the tree and like a birdie
I'm
They tryin' to warn a brother,
but now knowin' I'm in the air, I swear
deeper than what I thought
Been ridin' for two hours and I
still ain't been caught
now that ass was bald
They comin' my way,
They hear me, they feel
Suck my wee -wee,
Out your tree, over the fence,
through the woods, in the hood
Alhambra
Dm
D
Bm
My throat is dry, I pray to
God in the sky
never break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
Whatever it takes,
I travel blocks with no socks
Just to get the hell away from the cops
C
Bm
As I knock on the wood door, who is it?
It's me, me who,
Bm
Pimp
OG
whatever would you catch me?
Am
Bugs
Let me pay a visit,
Am
Bm
He's missing, cause I'm a fool at that
I'm a
I'm solo,
C
Bm
without the gat I'm still throwin' polo
I know the fatty is lookin' for me
But homie, I'm comin' from the streets,
I ain't no dummy
But
Take one to the glass,
and then be out on your peggy -fo
er break my bones
But I barely clobbered,
is that understood?
Just to get the hell away from the cops
but is that understood?
I travel blocks with no socks
They gotta get up out of there on them
motherfuckin' po -po's,
Motherfucker gotta get his mail on,
that's what I'm talkin' about, huh?
You niggas sick over there in the old blunt.
Ay, it's goin' down like
that for the 1994.
You got your boy
JT, the bigger figure,
producin' that shit, man.
Lettin' that shit be known.
Straight up out the motherfuckin' mold,
man.
Drew down in the house,
Ayy, man, what's up with that shit,
puh?
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