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[Verse 1]
[Am]I'ma tell y'all like this (Yeah)
I learn something new every day
(What it do?)
More money, more problems!
Haha! Ay, you already know

[Verse 2]
I always knew I was gon' make [Am]it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you're
gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here! But sometimes,

[Verse 3]
you wonder
[Em]Yeah, ay- ay, I tried told 'em
Is it worth [Am]it? But I done dedic
[Em]ated my life to this shit!
Cash Money millionaire!
It's nowhere to [Am]turn! [Em](Ya know!)
So I'm in it for life!
I can't feel my [Ebm]face!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, yeah!
And this what we do!

[Verse 4]
[Ebm]Let's go! Let's go!
[Db]Let's [Dbm]go! Ha[Cb]haha[Dbm]! I to[Db]ld 'em![Ebm]
I told [Dbm]y'all! (Shout out
to [Cb]Bun B!)
Pay attention! (Yeah!)

[Verse 5]
Yeah, [Ebm]straight up D- Boy
Seventeenth [Cb]ward
Miss Katrina turned my city to a [Ebm]seashore
I keep going for them coins
[Cb]like Lyor
They're gon' either respect
me [Ebm]or : E.R
Burning them bitches like a cigar
Punk, put a hump in your back,
they called it Igor!
War? This shit is hard,
any yard where we are
We [Cb]call that cocaine rice,
I got that [Db]Condoleezza

[Verse 6]
[Ebm]Huh? You fuck with me, chump,
I rock your teacup
[Cb]I say, before you spend a dollar boy,
put up the re- [Db]up
[Ebm]Yep! Get up, 'cause we up,
foot up and knee [Cb]up
In the game, put up or shut up,
I hit your head up
Bukka-[Ebm]bang,
the Birdgang and the Birdman J
[Cb]Lil Wayne, here to hang,
other words, here to stay
Feel my [Ebm]pain! Fireman, I spark in the rain
I walk through the flames, yeah,

[Verse 7]
all for the change, yeah
[Ebm]Call it insane but I'm a
hustler [Cb]to the muscle
And them new drop Bentleys
look like pussy in the summer
So I'm [Ebm]fucking that,
hugging that block like I'm loving [Cb]that
Never sell a crumb where my
mother at run with [Ebm]that
You can come at me for beef
and shots come with [Cb]that
Your bitch come at me for wood
and I'm the lumberjack
[Ebm]I come in that Similac Maybach,
shades [Cb]black
Looking like I'm tryna bring yay back,
AS[Ebm]AP

[Verse 8]
Give it to 'em raw, no [Ebm]Ajax, taste that
[Cb]Heh, fuck around and
make your face crack
[Dbm]I know nigg[Db]as that[Ebm] shoot dope,
arms looking like a [Cb]racetrack
Nigga missed a vein in his neck,
his whole [Db]face fat
[Ebm]You can't take that? Well,
I can't take back
[Cb]Where I come from,
so I learned [Ebm]how to make that
Yeah, turn that straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese,
now I'm screaming "Where the keys at?"
[Db][Cb]

[Verse 9]
[Dbm]Big shout [Db]to the Di[Ebm]pset m[Dbm]ovement!
[Cb](Trendsetter, trendsetter)
[Ebm]Shout my nigga
DukeDaGod! (Cannon, cannon)
Shout my nigga [Db]Hell [Cb]Rell!
I can't [Db]feel my [Ebm]face!
Twin, what up?
I [Dbm]really [Cb]don't think they're
ready for this
(The Aphilliates, nigga!
Pay [Ebm]attention!)
Oh! Oh!

[Verse 10]
I'm live from, block one, [Ebm]five- one
Where my young [Cb]niggas on the [Ebm]rise to get a name,
don't try [Db]them
[Ebm]Wayne, I feel your pain
and I see your stress
How [Cb]they think your people posed
to get through [Ebm]Kat rina
Off [Db]a FE[Ebm]MA check? (Nope!)
Coke in the Pyrex (Yup!), dope and the ice,
yes (Yup!)
[Eb]Mind on the high[Ebm]way, road signs,
right, left (Yup!)
And that's the mind state
of kids growing up
[Cb]Still they wonder why the crime
[Ebm]rate's going up
Throw it up: Eastside, Westside, Southside,
[Cb]Northside
Fuck with my money, I torch guys,
[Db]off guys[Ebm] (Gangster!)

[Verse 11]
Hire men, fire [Ebm]men,
send 'em to a higher [Cb]man
("There he go") Torture 'em: Vice- grip,
[Ebm]pliers, man
Niggas turn to tinfoil when they see the iron,
man
Pressure bust pipes, I apply it [Db]and
Move like [Ebm]a lion through the jungle, yes
There is none higher than me
Don't slip up and end wind up
in the lion's den (rrr!)

[Verse 12]
Big- body Benz [Ebm]idling, [Cb]higher than
A chick that flight- attend [Ebm]or Air Force fly[Cb]er,
[Ebm]man
Bad bitches, I fly 'em in, fuck 'em
Send [Cb]'em back home hyped, feeling
like they're on nitro[Db]gen[Ebm]
Just call me the Pied Piper, man
[Cb]Still get the coke through
the [Ebm]pipeline
Then off to [Cb]the piper
[Ebm]stem (Piper stem)
And I'm still getting paper
back in rubber [Cb]bands

[Verse 13]
I still got paper bags [Cb]coming in
I still got [Ebm]that mattress with
the paper bags under it
Comic [Cb]books, Playboy baby mag under it,
[Ebm]still!
I still got ties with my [Cb]guys who don't
speak no English
Them vatos,
they got those [Ebm]cheapest (Cheapest)
Got no "Green Card", got no visas
[Cb]And got those Pablo features
[Ebm](Just watch!)
They drop off and pick up,
I pick up then drop off
Then drop off what's picked up,
and then what? I do it
[Db]Gangsta[Cb][Db]
[Ebm]Gri-[Db][Cb]
[Ebm]zillz!

[Verse 14]
And like [Ebm]that, [Db]we're gone![Cb]
[Db]I told [Ebm]y'all!
I'm so dedicated!
[Db]Noth[Dbm]ing ca[Cb]n take
me out my zone!
AMG!
If you support the movement,
[Cb]then we dedicate this to y[Ebm]ou[Db][Cb]
Dedication 2!
[Db]