调：F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Bm
E
F#m
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Life is much mo' precious
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E
F#m
Than you'll think
E
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E
Like a game'll make yo chips sink
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E
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Hard to trust a smile and face
Bm
E
D
Keep my head up an d stand tall
Verse 2
Ohhhhhhh
And walk a straight line when fake
friends won't mind
And don't like being stepped on
I'm by myself with my rhymes
when we kick it all day
Smoke it off like Gotti
Five million dollar hits
puttin in saxophones
Tray Deee and Snoop,
we sound good on this microphone
to make it happen
meal off this rappin'
But if I had a chance to give it back
I'd give it to the ones
who helped me do that
Eastside till I die
we doggs for life
Verse 3
Suppose the enemies still
With both sides ride causing plenty
F#m
of tears
from the same city
and it ain't that many
Me, see, and the G can think
back to the start
Homies chillin', getting high,
shooting craps in the park
take it out in the street
Hold ya own was the code
that I growed to view
So I fucked with and stuck
with a chosen few
whatever the case
that the set could erase
You put me with the homie, Goldie,
though we never had spoke
A Insane with a twenty,
now we hell of a close
so we family now
doing bad without
And that's real
Verse 4
E
F#m
E
Like a game'll make yo chips sink
It's so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
Keep my head up and stand tall
If I stumble, then I'll fall
I'm a keep it gangsta till my end
Cause some people do pretend
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