It's Okay

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Intro 1]
[Am]
[Em][C][Em][D][C]

[Verse 1]
I'm the [Am]Doctor's Advocate,
nigga Dre shot [Em]ya
Brought [Am]me back from the dead,
that's why they call him the doctor
The Math gon' drop him
And 50 ain't rock[Em]ing
[Am]with him no more
It's okay, I get it popping
[Em]Whole [Am]club rocking, like a '64 impala
[E]Drink Cris, thr[Em]ow it [E]up Cal[Am]l
the shit hydraulics
Then [E]piss [Am]in the cup Call
[Em]the shit Hpnotiq
I bleed Compton,
[G]spi[D]t cra[Em]ck and shit chr[Am]onic
And you new niggas ain't shit,
but [Em]new niggas
[Am]Bathing Ape shoe niggas,
I'm talk[Em]ing to y[C]ou, niggas
Boun[Am]cing in the '64, throwing up West side,
[D]man
Sell [Am]another 5 million albums? Yes I am
[Em]Fresh [Am]like "damn, this nigga did it again
[Em]A hundred thousand on hi[Am]s neck,
L.A. [E]above the [Em]brim"
[E]In [Am]side the lambo, the
shot[Em]gun with Snoop
[E]What [Em]would the [E]muthafuckin West
Coast [Am]be w[C]ithout one crip and

[Verse 2]
[Am]One blood
Blood, blood, blood, blood- blood- blood

[Interlude 1]
One blood
[Am][Em][C][Am]
[Em]
[C]
I'm [Am]from the

[Verse 3]
West side
of the '64 Impala
Where niggas say "Where you from?"
We ain't never say "Holler"
Bandanna on the right side,
gun on the left side
Niggas in New York know how to
throw up the Westside
Word to Eazy
I'm so ill, believe me
I made room for Jeezy
But the rest of you niggas better
be glad you breathing
All I need is one reason
I'm the king, [G]and Dre [C]said the
West Coast need me
I don't [Am]know why you niggas
keep trying me
[C]Every[Em]body [Am]knows I'm the heir
to the Aftermath dynasty
And I ain't gotta make shit for the club
What DJ gonna turn down the
thirty- eight snub?
You thirty- eight and you
still rapping? Urgh
I'm 26 nigga, so is the [E]dubs[Am]
On the '07 Hummer, hop out,
no [Em]bodyguards
[C]When the chronic smoke clear
all you gon' see is [Am]-

[Verse 4]
One blood [Am]Blood,
[Em]bloo[Am]d, blood,
blood- blood- blood

[Interlude 2]
One blood
[Am][E][Am][E][Am]
[C]
[Am]I ain't

[Verse 5]
got beef with
50, no beef with Jay
What's beef when you getting
head in the [Em]six- tre?
[Am]And the double Game- Chain,
I keep 'em on display
Black T- shirt, so all you see is the A
Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A
You niggas better make up a dance
and try to get radio play
Keep [Em]on snappi[Am]ng your fingers,
I ain't going away
I don't regret what [C]I spit,
cause I know what I say
[Am]An d niggas talking about me,
they don't know when [Em]to stop
[Am]I got the Louis Vuitton belt
buckle holding the Glock
No beam, no silencer - I
know when to pop
Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot
I have the number one billboard spot
Niggas stepped on my [Em]finger[Am]s,
and I climb right back to the top
I'm B.I.G, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm Pac
[Em]This ain't shit but a [C]warning
till my album drop
[Am]

[Verse 6]
[Am]One blood
Blood, blood, blood,
[C]blood-[D][C][Am]
[Am]bloo[Am]d- blood
[Am]One blood

[Outro 1]
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