Tono: D
Introducción:
Dm
Murda on tha beat, that's not nice
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Dm Am/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
Dm Am/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/E Dm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/E Dm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Am/E
Eye to eye (yeah)
Dm
Choose to Dubai (yeah, yeah)
Am/E Dm
I could see that they jealous, don't know why (ahh)
Dm Am/E Dm
Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah)
Am/E Dm
If you searching, coming for us (alright), over the border (it's lit)
Am/E Dm
We import 'em (yeah), just don't record us (straight up)
Am/E Dm
Poppin' at the crib then live it, run it like the foreign
Am/E Dm
Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the morning
Am/E
Nah mean?
Dm Am/E
We ain't really with that camera shit
Nah
Dm
We fuck up for real, for real, for real
Am/E
We fuck up the check for real (checks)
Dm Am/E
We havin' a lean inside, it's the percs, she havin' the X pill (lean)
Dm
We know how to flex for real
Am/E
We hop on a jet, the time we kill (pew)
Dm
These niggas be ridin' and chasin' money
Am/E
Wrong, signing deals (ye)
Dm
I got Patek Philippe (ye)
Am/E
And I bought a skeleton (ice, ye)
Dm
I'm a deadly weapon (ye)
Am/E
I'm about to go off in a second (vroom)
Dm
Moving bricks and medicine (bricks)
Am/E
She like to fly, pelican (brr)
Dm
Touch the sky, heavenly (sky)
Am/E
Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah, yeah)
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Dm Am/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
Dm Am/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/E Dm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/E Dm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Dm Am/E
Real nigga, I (I), pop a perc' and fly (brr)
Dm Am/E
Crack that ceiling, take a whiff and I come back alive (live)
Dm Am/E
Niggas commit suicide when they don't got mob ties
Dm Am/E
Flip it like it's Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all eyes (all)
Dm
Look at the bitch, she a dime
So many watches, a nigga can't run out of time
Dm
They get out of line
They gang in your yard but they strapped like
Am/E
the Uber driver with the sign (brrt)
Dm
I've been known to tell the truth for my rapper
Am/E
These other rapper tell lies (lies)
Dm
Real niggas keep the trap alive
Am/E
Ain't no fabrication on the vine (let's count)
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Dm Am/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
Dm Am/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/E Dm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/E Dm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Eb Cm Dm
Skrrt, skrrt
Eb Cm
Skrrt, skrrt