Intro: F Gm Fm Gm Verse: F I remember we was wilin' Gm My first half of SP but this was way before the mob Ab Everybody got a rock Gm Tryin' to prove like a mutherfucker, try me I've popped (I've stopped) F We been on the Henny fucked up Cm This was when I was skinny and fucked up Eb Nigga cluckin' for blood, get fucked up Bb Memphis grisly, nigga we fucked up F You remember that December when they ran with the money Cm Baltimore tryin' to sue us, niggas playing with the money Eb Went to war had a lot of niggas running Bb Behind bars like a boss, how I'm coming F
Cancer hit I got scars on my stomach Cm I remember all the nights you was stressing 'bout your momma Eb Made me pick the phone up and call my motherfucking momma Bb And say "I love you momma" F We was young and fucked up in the head Cm Drinkin' from the river if you fuckin' with my bread Eb Had a little money, but we living in the red Bb Living in the red, meaning we ain't got it like we said, keep it real wit' it F Remember we first got a deal, nigga Cm And you dropped "bad bitch" gave me "that shit is real nigga?" Eb I was still in the field with 'em Bb You was telling' me to quit, I was telling you to rap F I was walking through the mob with a strap Cm 10 chains on, I wasn't going for the jet Eb Beefin' in the city where the niggas, they attack Bb Boozie Badazz' boys bigger than his rap F Remember when I told you I was going to the can You like man, my man, you going to the can Dm I felt in your hug, in your hands Db Told you I'll be back in a minute F Left the street, now I'm up in penitentiary And I'm hearing all these pussy niggas hating Dm Saying damn, Boosie shit, Webbie going crazy Eb We all going through it, pussy nigga stop hating F Gm Fm Gm Well I told 'em, I remember Verse: F Remember they ran up in your house, got your bag, nigga Gm Same time I was beefing with these rap niggas Ab You had twins, they was beautiful as ever Gm "Be a dad," what I told you in the letter F I remain the same, how I ended in the end Db I'm always preaching game, nigga you don't need to drink F Then you go preaching game, nigga you don't need to sing Db Why you drinking Henny, nigga why you selling Bourbon F Where it did, well you must be fucking with his nerves Db Can't you burn these CDs, we gon' stomp you on the curb F In that Monte Carlo when we first start to swerve Db Me, you and ball-head in the car full of herb F Then we getting to it, now we fighting like some girls Bb Who gon' drop first, nigga acting like some girl Bbm Never went to Church, man could said it was turnt F Miss one night of pussy nigga, they be burnt Man we thug life for real pussy nigga, you be burnt Bb When we was kids, we just wanted our turn Bbm In the hospital, me and you don't learn F Steady as in God give us one more turn I remember, Webbie Outro: F Gm Fm Gm
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