Key: D minor•
Verse 1
Am
C
The trigga got s no heart
Gm
(the trigga a trigga)
Bb
The trigga gots no heart
C
(the trigga a trigga)
G
Am
I'm sick up in this
Verse 2
game
C
I'll take no second ary shorts and
G
Am
Slam dunk these riddles up in
D
Dm
yo' chest like Jordan
F
Gm
Bb
Menace II So ciety mad man killer
F
Just call me the East Bay
Gm
Gangsta
F
C
Neighborhood drug dealer
G
Am
Quick to make de cisions and I'm
C
Quick to get my blast on
G
Am
Do a 187 with this bloody
D
Dm
Jason mask on
F
Gm
Rollin' up out the cut
Bb
deeper than Atlantis
Gm
Tore his chest apart left his
C
heart on the canvas
G
Am
Now I gots mo' mayo than
C
the rest of the pushers
G
Am
Rat a tat tat tat came my
D
Dm
Tec from the bushes
F
Gm
I blast with no heart 'cause
Bb
I'm heartless in nine- trey
F
Gm
C
A- K blast on that ass if in my way,
gangsta
G
Am
Slangin' 'Cola since the
C
very very start
Am
Much love for this game so
Dm
the trigga gots no heart
F
Ain't no love
Verse 3
C
trick
Bb
The trigga gots no heart
Gm
Ain't no love trick
C
Am
The trigga gots no heart
(gunshot)
C
Release the trigga as I
Verse 4
blast on a nigga
G
Am
Dm
Nina put a cease on his Timex ticker
F
Gm
Bb
And uh playas he can't
give me no love
F
Gm
'cause I'm stuck on the
C
corna in the ghetto
G
Slangin' dub sacks
Am
C
G
And I duck when they fly by
Am
D
'cause Killa Cali' is the state
Dm
for the drive- by
Gm
Bb
Caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
F
Gm
Ya better use that Nina
C
'cause that deuce- deuce ain't no good
G
Am
C
G
And um I'm taking up a hobby
Am
D
Maniac murderin' doin'
Dm
massacre robbery
F
Gm
Bb
I'm twenty- two and I'm still
F
slangin' dub sacks
Gm
C
I gives the fiend some love
G
but ain't no love back
Am
C
Much love in this game ain't
Dm
no love gangsta
187 is a art 'cause the
Gm
trigga gots no heart
Bb
Ain't no love
Verse 5
trick
Am
The trigga gots no heart
Dm
C
Ain't no love trick
Am
Me shootin' him
Verse 6
up me shootin' him up
C
G
Am
If he no give my pay
Dm
Ain't no love trick
F
Me shootin' him up
Verse 7
Gm
me shootin' him up
Bb
F
Gm
If he no give my pay
C
Dm
Am
Ain't no love trick
C
The trigga gots
Verse 8
no heart
G
Am
Dm
And I'll be damned if I'm broke old
F
Gm
Pushin' on a shoppin' cart
Bb
They blast on a friend of me
F
Gm
C
An other sad case of a mistaken identity
G
Am
C
12 O' clock and my
G
'hood's dubbin' pay back
Am
I sat and watched them
Dm
shoot my homey
Gm
Seen his face crack
Bb
Gm
Uzis spray like Raid on these cock roaches
C
G
Am
A dropped bomb full of 187 sol diers
C
Doin' dirt 'cause we dirty
when the trigga pull
G
Dm
Sev enteen in his body left the boy full
Gm
Bb
Of hollow tips so I know
he won't be comin' back
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
I let my hair platt and let my mail stack
C
But my sweet sweet
G
Sunday had to turn tart
Am
D
His posse came and they
Dm
triggas had no heart
Gm
Me
Verse 9
kill all man say kill all man say
Bb
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all
Gm
with me Glock Glock
C
G
Am
Kill all man say kill all man say
C
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all with
G
Am
me Glock Glock
Kill all man say kill all man say
Dm
Kill 'em all man kill 'em all with
F
Gm
me Glock Glock
Bb
Yeah mon
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