10 B 3 chords and lyrics - O.G. STYLE

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Sittin' in the county and I stake out
Lookin' at the window thinkin'
should I break out
Honeybun steps on [D]the set
[Em]They call him
Honeybun [D]but he's kinda [Em]hard bet
And
Vince is a [D]madman
[Em]Crazy motherfucker with a
gun in his right hand
The new house steps in from the new air
And
Lala call[D]s him to the square
[Em]He's a white boy so they wanna gank
I gotta shake motherfucker better think
10B3 is the location of the cellblock
Where the deputies are [D]happy
when they [Em]clock out
The boss comes in and hollers
REC time
I'm my own boss, [Dm]I got my ow[Em]n mind
Little
Robert is a kid that you
shouldn't trust
Motherfucker tried [D]him out
with the [Em]fucking dust
The deputies [D]ran to the [Em]cell block
The posse's in ef[D]fect so we bailed out
[Em]Made it to the [Dm]elevator swiftly
[Em]Taking out the camer[D]as was easy[Em]
Dan jetted through the [D]first door
[Em]Went to get some guns and we
meet him on the sixth floor
The plan was to es[D]cape
from this [Em]hellhole
They couldn't stop us cause
sympathy was too cold
Shots were fired and [D]a lot of people [Em]died
Fuck a trustee, [Dm]niggas on the [Em]other side
I knew a homie who's [D]a sergeant
[Em]But the brother wore a badge and a g[D]un
So I [Em]dodged him
If we ever met [D]face to face
[Em]I'd buck him down and I'd shoo[D]t
him in his fucking face
[Em]Cause this is a [D]crew song
[Em]And if you ain't down with
B3, you're getting clipped on
Get it
West, what
Shrek would've get
Shot a guard in his [D]back
as we ransacked
[Em]Headed for the [D]first floor, [Em]the hard part
But we was [D]ready for a real war
[Em]Yo m[E]an, that[Em] was the easy part,
man
You're not that motherfuckin' cell, man
But yo, when we get out this elevator, man
We gotta start bussin' ass
Here's the set,
and ac[D]tion as it [Em]takes place
We on the first floor,
[D]headed for the [Em]big chase
Over the loudspeaker,
they shot a dead alert
The deputies were goin' berserk
Out of the elevators, we crept out
Honey
Bun and
Vincent
[D]Fired as we [Em]stepped out
A lady deputy spotted us
and said she had stopped
I said, yo, she turned her [D]head,
you know your [Em]head was popped
By now they knew he wasn't [D]fakin'
[Em]Blood over the floor,
bodies [D]layin' there shak[Em]in'
One of the [D]homies got popped
[Em]It was police,
I figured he was an [Dm]undercover [Em]cop
I guess he knew he
wouldn't [D]take that
[Em]That's why he's layin' on the floor,
45 [Dm]bullet [D]in his back
[Em]Lala made it to the computer room
A guard followed him,
[D]so that's where he [Em]met his doom
As he erased all the [D]records
of the [Em]cell block
The captain caught him, so he
[D]turned and he [Em]shot
By now
HPD was notified
But little did they know the outcome
[D]would be a [Em]homicide
Better yet, a massacre, a disaster
10B3 [D]comin' [Em]at ya
Yo man, there's
Boss in the van, man
The 5 on right across the
motherfuckin' [D]street, man
Yo man, [Em]let's just get to
the hideout, man
Let's see where we go from there.
All right.
Back in the city,
in the [D]streets we dwell[Em].
Feels better to be fleeting
in a fucking cell.
They couldn't take us when they [D]tried to.
[Em]So if you ever heard the
P3 [D]soft, you're being [Em]lied to.
Wait a minute before we [D]step like
[Em]Vince.
Make the block and make [D]sure that
the es[Em]cape's tight.
There's nobody who can
swallow us.
Two blue suits lay in peace.
[D]Who tried to [Em]follow us?
The posse's safe.
We're in a hideout.
The mood is mellow.
[D]The noise is tired out.
[Em]Making plans for the futur[D]e to come.
[Em]Money on our
on,
Harold [D]says, let's go get some
[Em]Robert looks out the [D]window
[Em]He yelled, jump out,[D] boys, at the fron[Em]t door
It was time for the [D]fun to end [Em]or begin
Either way,
B3 [D]couldn't [Em]win
Kicked in the door and they yelled,
I'll freeze
Everybody on their
[D]motherfuckin' [Em]knees
Honey bun, reach for the cop's gun
Now 10B3 [D]is [Em]minus one
From out the back room,
Harold shoots
Now a cop wears [Dm]a red and a [Em]blue suit
Gun's empty and he
flees from the scene
Shot from behind, hella [D]dead [Em]at 17
Gary
West and
Vince [D]broke out [Em]run nin'
Out the back door,
[D]HPD gunnin'
[Em]Lay in' in the backyard,
blood and buckshots
Pushin' up daisies,
[D]cause they went the wrong route
[Em]Yo,
E, told them motherfuckers
to come the other way, man
Shit, man, yo, yo, we can't sweat that,
G
So why don't we just call
Scarface and get our dope?
Alright