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[Verse 1] [Am]Hey Mimi [C#]Word[F#m]?[E][Ebm][C#][F#] [Am]Get [Em]'em boy,[C#] get [F#]'em boy![E] Get [G#]'em boy! [Am]Get '[G#]em boy! [Am]Boy! [Verse 2] X is [Am]comin' [Em]for [Am]ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is [Em]com [C]in' [Am]for y[Em]a [Am]Run, hide, duck, duck We [G]don't give a fuck, [Am]fuck [Verse 3] X is [Am]comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is com[C]in' for [Em]ya Run, [G]hide, [F]duck, duck We don't give a fuck, fuck Look in the [Em]mirror [Verse 4] [Am](uh) say my name five [Em]times Turn out the [Am]lights (What?) then I done juked nine lives Don't get scared now nigga, finish [Em]it 'cause you started [Am]it Watch [Em]shit grow out of control, [Am]now you want no part o[G]f it (c'mon) Nigga, [Em]where yo' [Am]heart at? Tell me what you made of [Em]Already lost a stripe [Am]'cause I know what [Em]you [Am]afraid of We both know you pussy, but I ain't gonna [Em]say nuttin' Just hit a [G]nigga [Em]off, [F]and you can [Em]stay frontin' I gotcha [F]back for [Am]now, 'til I cased [C]the joint [Em](what?) Plus, [Am]give the Feds a real good [Em]place [Am]to point (what?) We laced the joint, I ain't gonna front I had my hands [Em]full Glad to be alive, but you [Am]like, that's that bull But now you [F]know, [Am]what you get, [F]when you fuckin' [Em]wit 'Cause you [Am]shoulda left alone, now you stuck in shit Stuck in shit, 'til that headpiece [G]gets [Am]blazed [G]Scr[F]eamin this, ah, cea[Em]se to the grave [F]Its o[Am]ver, at least for you it is It don't take the coroner, to see how true it is I knew these kid, but did that stop me from gettin' [Em]'em, screamin' It was all for the [Am]money, while I'm hittin' an[G]d splittin' him d[Am]own From his nose to his nuts [Em](what?) Fire de[Am]partment comin', put the hose to his guts (what?) Washed away, just like dirt when it [Em]rains [Am]And now b[G]e cause o[Em]f you, [F]I h[Em]urt when it rains[F][Em][F][Am] [Verse 5] X is [Am]comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is com[C]in' [Am]for y[Em]a [Am]Run, hide, duck, duck We don't [G]give a [F]fuck, [Am]fuck [Verse 6] X is [Am]comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is com[Em]in' f[Am]or y[G]a [Em]Run, [G]hide, [F]duck, duck We don't give a fuck, fuck [Verse 7] My real name [Am]is Dami[F]en and my [Am]girl's name is Car[Em]rie That [Am]Poltergeist bitch is hot, but too young to marry That nigga Satan be fak[Em]in' mad jacks so I [Am]taxed his [G]ass [Em]Every chance [Am]I get, is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?) Another nigga split, [F]to the white meat, [Am]another nigga Takin' up room in the morgue under a white sheet (c'mon) That's what you get for tryin' to take it [G]there [Am](uhh) But [G]with this [Em]Deser[F]t Eagle [Em]in your mo[F]uth You cryin' 'bout let's make it [Em]fair (uhh) Sometimes [Am]it takes pain to make the brain a little [Em]smarter [Am](uh-huh) When I think the rain will stop, it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh) Part of the game is niggas wanna be[G]come [Em]famous And doin the [Am]same shit I do, re[G]main nameless [F](uh, uh, uh, uh) [Am]I want house money, Jag money [Em](what?) so I [Am]gots [Em]ta bag [Am]money I ain't laughin', but yo it's mad funny (c'mon) I used to talk about that shit you got But you ain't [Em]never got that shit when that shit get hot! Runnin' up [F]in [Am]the spot with, two niggas from Is[Em]rael [Am]'Cause it is real, you did squeal, now how you think yo' kids feel? Knowin' you died a snitch, I [G]look in [Am]yo' [Em]and see a bitch Was[Am]n't surprised t[G]o see [F]a switch (c'mon) Let's make it [Am]quick, I got a flight at 6 goin' to Pakistan So let this nigga know, I know he pussy, I'ma smack his man (uhh) Fuckin' Willie niggas and silly niggas I'd rather be [Em]eatin' [F]off a plate With all them Baltimore and [Em]Philly niggas (what?) [Am]'Cause I done took about as much I can stand A nigga smilin' in my face like they my motherfuckin' man Aiyyo, it gets a lot [Em]worse, 'cause there's a [Am]curse [Em](what?) That says, the reward for bein' [Am]real, is the hearse Be[F]fore you turn thirty, [Am]cause the dirty shit you [F]did [Am](uhh) Catches up and get you right when you thought you slid It's gettin' dark, and with the cold to the heart [Bm]You [Am]realize, [G]you ain't gonna [Em]see your s[F]horty Old enough to walk, for [Am]real [Verse 8] X is [Am]comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is [C]comin' [Am]for y[G]a [Am]Run, hide, duck, duck We don't [G]give [F]a fuck, [Am]fuck [Verse 9] X is [Am]comin' for ya, can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is com[F]in' for [G]ya Run, hide, duck, [F]duck [Outro 1] We don't give a fuck, fuck [Am][Am]
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