调：G# minor•
Verse 1
[Verse 1: Baby X- Rated Locc]
G#m
B
Comin off that high it's that double- set
rapped around some funk in the trunk
Watch my back, hit the dank,
load the gat, make the grave
G#m
F#
Mr. Doc, Baby Reg, Brotha Lynch, Big Dan
Em
G#m
C#m
We bout' to roll ridin deep hella
B
Em
B
Take ya glock off safety turn
B
G#m
B
Ain't no stoppin 'cause the devil
said I'm halfway dead
G#m
Baug
G#m
What can I say got them evil thoughts
With my braids in my hair and I'm
F#
Em
G#m
riding on a full tank
Verse 2
Locc to da brain insane every
Where niggaz load they straps
Verse 4
G#m
Em
B
Dan]
in' with them body drops stop
they know us are here,
from the blind side Low,
A fucking doughnut and
never seen so much blood
It's all for gang and the
gang shows no love fool
your side it ain't all good,
F#
B
G#m
I suggest you hide
Chorus: 1X
Verse 5
Locc to da brain insane every
the rival's on the way
Verse 6
G#m
deep see how
Back with tight big shit
Them fools that say they'll kill the
G#m
C#m
When they get lit up on they turf
Now that's my locc right damn,
where'd you go folks?
So nigga fuck it,
I'll do it like your ass is dead
the mack- eleven out of the shell
life is a bitch
you're gang- banging
side is best to hit the floor
what was said
B
G#m
Will come to pass from Mr. Doc amen,
Verse 7
Verse 8
Verse 9
'cause' a nigga is trying to jack me
C#m
B
But I ain't going out for a jack move
G#m
B
G#m
Is pullin my nine and these
handles in these fools
Now tell me what you busters want with me?
G#m
D#
Baug
Empty my loot out,
and let some gun powder burn
Town criminal
Em
G#m
C#m
And talkin shit to your circle and ain't
no blastin y'all must be bluffin
every mother fucker try to run
That locc to da brain got a nigga
C#m
B
So imma continue to strike and stay alone
'cause' when I ride it's always
locc to da brain
Verse 10
Verse 11
day it's E- be- K
Where niggaz load they straps cause
Verse 12
B
G#m
B
G#m
You can't see me for the fact that
That locc to the brain
'cause' it's all redrum
G#m
B
And I'm workin a fifth of the coke and rum
decorating niggas brains
Nigga nuts and guts is how we get
sick them Northern Cal slayings
no game it's a gang
G#m
F#
G#m
for some fame it ain't no thang
them niggas live
'cause' where I'm from
Bustin them reps up in them niggas ribs
of that ammo in my glock- nine
G#m
B
F#
Creepin through your set hit the stop
gat twenty- four see's
Verse 13
Verse 14
Locc to da brain insane every
Outro 1
D#
G#m
Baug
B
G#m
Baug
G#m
B
G#m
G#m
B
B
F#
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