Lyrics:
fa-alta!
F#7
Mas lembranças são como a-a neblina
G7M D
Que o Sol logo desfa-az…
Bm
F-A-G, that's me
F-A-G, definitely
F-A-G, guaranteed
F-A-G, absolutely
Real gay fellows they relate to me
Like I am a L-O-R-D
Rough, wet, and juicy
D
Sure says something about the folks around here
G G/F# A7sus4 A7
Their smart enough to care
D
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
on your own again
F G F G
The walls of cold and gray surround, they surround
You may find you're by yourself
Am C Dm G
Ei Deus, tu és a minha vida, a minha razão de ser
C F D
I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A (I'd rather be you nigga)
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day
It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in
stacked ten by ten
Bb G
For the wife the folks the kids
F Dm G7
All of the kin and a friend listen
the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, I got the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, got the, got the B-A-G
I got the B-A-G, they call me P-A-P
I be sonnin' these rappers, I'm
ya'meen, I'm taking one for the team
Like Martin Luther King, taking one for a dream
I'm dope, too many fiends, live by many means
If you don't stand for
real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if I'm gon' ever see Screw again
One foot in the street, got one foot in the pen
boto mu ay3 d3d33d3 ( d3d33d3)
Flexing ng3g3 (ng33g3)
Nansein mi ho ay3 f3 ooo miboto mu ay3 d3
Hear me
Man a badman from long time na so we take
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
In
in sport
Don't fuck with E
We be stars like Givenchy
Make those G's just like Gucci
She F's with us just like Fendi
She ah real bad gyal just like
weeks since she left me..
(F) Got 33 more to go
I’m (C) stuck in ‘heart break (G) prison’,
where time keeps draggin slow (D)
**LEAD**
Oh I love her
know that to my eyes the days are as the nights
G#m A E
Read again the letter that tells me where he's gone
F#m D E
To hell with the fighting I want my
{Intro}
I got it.
(Turn Me Up Dreji)
Yea. (Yea, Yea)
BM to the D.
PY to the O.
If you didn't know,
Now F***ing you Know. (Know)
(Yea)
Shakin
O-S-S H-O-G-G
O-you-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas
It's him Slim, T-H-U-G
But it's true it's me, on your mother's T.V
On your brother's c.d
on (ain't that something)
Snoop D-O double G (from the DP)
Niggaz wasn't even rapping till I came out
You know what I'm sayin?
Y'all know what time it
step for real
Girl u know my name
D to the O to the N to the young Jessie i'm ill
I'm ill u gotta feel it
Fxxk wit don jessie and get some f-ing dirty
look like Eazy, Ha Ha Ha Okay
Don't call me fella
I'm a Dj like Yella and Bro crab
I'm hella of a producer
Talk to D.O.C I Deuced her
cP you f
a pastor and a reverend
I’m not gonna wait a second
I just wanna be a legend
A
L E G E N D
L E G E N D
L E G E N D
That’s just what I’m trying to be
A
L E
C D G C D G
I can see red when I’m angry My heart can feel sad and oh so blue
C D G C
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