Tom: F#m
Bm F#m
Aye
Aye, they might could do it better
Bm D
I ain't trippin' off all that shit
[Chorus]
Bm D
Used to be broke but now I'm rich, I'm spendin' every penny
Bm D
2Pac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
Bm D
Curtis Jackson, ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
Bm D
Tryna assassinate my character, I ain't say I did it
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you got that yayo? (well cook somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you let them Ks go? (well bust somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you duckin' them laws? (you better run from them nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you playin' with that raw? (well look here, front some nigga)
[Bridge]
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
[Verse 1]
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Whole lotta killing, Helter Skelter like I'm Charles Manson
Bm F#m D
These niggas hatin' now keep that hammer, all these diamonds dancin'
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Me and Meek Mill watchin' movies in Rick Ross' mansion
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You disrespect, I up the TEC and let you niggas have it
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23 shots, Lebron James I shoot the cavalier
Bm F#m
These niggas speakin' on my name I'ma get it clear
Bm F#m
When they shot, they aimed for my brain but I'm still here
Bm F#m
I'm a Bad Boy, never met Diddy but that's what it is
[Chorus]
Bm D
Used to be broke but now I'm rich, I'm spendin' every penny
Bm D
2Pac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
Bm D
Curtis Jackson, ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
Bm D
Tryna assassinate my character, I ain't say I did it
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you got that yayo? (well cook somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you let them Ks go? (well bust somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you duckin' them laws? (you better run from them nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you playin' with that raw? (well look here, front some nigga)
[Bridge]
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
[Verse 2]
Bm F#m
I'm in the all white Porsche wit' heat ridin' through Hollygrove
Bm F#m
Discussin' 'bout what it's gon' take to get them birds gone
Bm F#m
Say "look, lil' daddy," I ain't your whoadie, make me bust your dome
Bm
Got a 100 shots up in the Caddy while I'm headed home
Bm F#m
My lil' hitter quiet like Slim, we gon' shoot above the rim
Bm F#m
We gon' pop 'em when we see 'em, whip his pockets 'fore we kill 'em
Bm F#m
We got the police on our trail, so we runnin' when we see 'em
Bm F#m
Don't wanna front us no heroin, we gon' rob 'em when we see 'em, bitch
Bm F#m
Police hit our stash house but we ain't closing shop
Bm F#m
They got some niggas movin' work to stay right up the block
Bm F#m
Knock on the door, I need a zone yeah I got the guap
Bm N.C.
Soon as he open up the door, he gon' see the Glock
[Chorus]
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you got that yayo? (well cook somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Nigga, you let them Ks go? (well bust somethin' nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you duckin' them laws? (you better run from them nigga)
Bm F#m D
Oh, you playin' with that raw? (well look here, front some nigga)
[Bridge]
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
Bm F#m D F#m
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
