Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
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Whoop
Fm
Whoop
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Ladies and gentlemen
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This is Macadelic
Eb
You motherfucker, hahahaha
[Verse 1]
Eb
Uh
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I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass I'm sippin'
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Groupies fall in love, I'm like, "Bitch, you must be trippin'"
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I'm just tryna fuck and she just need tuition
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Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position
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Never gave a fuck, yeah, nothin' 'bout me changed
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Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain, haha
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Yeah, you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
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And it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain
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Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more, I just sold out that Fillmore
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Got a million, make a mill' more, then a number one spot on the Billboard
[Refrain]
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Yeah, people lie, numbers won't, keep me high, drugs is close
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Roll one up, pour a cup, watch the world go up in smoke
[Chorus]
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I like my music real loud, real loud
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Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Fm Db
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
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If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
Fm Db
I like my music real loud, real loud
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Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Fm Db
Here she comes, there she goes, never chasin' after hoes
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If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
[Verse 2]
Eb
Argh
Fm Db
I'ma get that Grammy soon, fuck your magazine
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Jordan gonna hand me shoes, still fuck your magazine
Fm Db
Hammer team in that pack with me, hear the Jerm beat banging, with a glass of lean
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When I went to every high school class would be tryna fuck the female faculty
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I'm a crazy little fucker, think my head done ran away
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I experiment with drugs but I won't ever fuck with yay'
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I just made a million dollars, still I think I'm underpaid
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Fuck with me? Kid no way, when you meet me, bitch stand up straight
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Pump out raps, yeah, I got raps, tryna talk shit, what you think about that?
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For the pesos, getting bank roll, I'ma lay low, chill, 'til I let that stack
[Refrain]
Fm Db
Yeah, people lie, numbers won't, keep me high, drugs is close
Bbm Eb Fm
Roll one up, pour a cup, watch the world go up in smoke
[Chorus]
Fm Db
I like my music real loud, real loud
Bbm Eb
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Fm Db
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
Bbm Eb
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
Fm Db
I like my music real loud, real loud
Bbm Eb
Can you turn that shit up for me right now, right now?
Fm Db
Here she comes, there she goes, never chasin' after hoes
Bbm Eb
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
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