调：G major•
Intro 1
Verse 1
to all my niggas on top
Risk takers that won't stop
Black titans from the worst blocks,
But yet I'm prepared
Rather die than be broke, shoot,
get me caught, we dumpin' toe -to -toe
Dm
G
Dm
G
got me lovin' dirty gas
Throw money and kill again,
ridin' for the big dough
Back in the day,
we woulda robbed you for
your goose code
old folks used to say
G
disobedient,
soon to see an early grave
I got the fix for ya Jones
Hit it big and brought the thugs along
F
Cm
G
An d they down for the two wrong
And hella sets in South Central
where they gunnin' with the MAC -8s,
deuce
Strapped and ready, tell the rollers
time to face the music
Strapped and ready, tell the road
it's time to face the music,
pull out and shoot it
see the feds get heated
when the money come
Government,
I'm tryna touch a fuckin' billion
by the time I'm done
In my state,
The president,
three gold
wrist mine for street fame
I'd rather blow out my brains
than let them send me up
High life in the fast lane,
G
Cm
G
Cm
Ducked eight down, holdin' eight dangs
I fuck with money,
hope these bitches all obedient
Knowin' that it's us against them
Fuck trust, it's loyalty
when we dealin' with green popos
535 real hogs that won't squeal
Turf titans with them ski masks
over they grill
I'm the real,
blow up we build
with the White House
Spares ain't shit,
long as don't nobody run they mouth
F#
G
So you can take that to the bank and rob it
ain't promised
die than be broke
Man, I'm rich in California,
Rico, pull out and shoot him
see the feds get heated
when the money come
a nigga in the slum
I'm tryna touch a fuckin' billion
by the time I'm done
In my state,
begin to murder the beasts
And start to dump on every
police that we see
holdin' the seat of B .O. Me
Intelligent Agency
Then the bitches send the A
.T .F. to capture weed
charge G's so they can plead
your family is starvin'
Get you some work and start ballin'
Grab a bullyful and hit that lick
nerves out here in this shit
who get popped and turn snitch
Wind up getting stuck in a pen
And you was supposed
It wasn't real
But now they got you trapped
and they yelling Ricardo
Now tell me as you hustle all ho
You let me know
like you made the dope
Came and killed a Cali,
Cm
G
Dm
we doing our thing
G
See the feds get heated
when the money come
what niggas in the slum
I'm tryna touch a fucking billion
by the time I'm done
In my state,
they wanna get the sophist to a one
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