Slangin' Rocks Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am][Chorus]
Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
on your block
Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
on your block
Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
on your block
[D]Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
on your [Am]block
[Em]Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
[Am]on your bl[Em]ock[D]
Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop,
on your [Am]block[Em]
[Am]Slangin rocks, [D]non sto[Am]p, non[Em] stop,
on your [Am]block[D]
Slangin rocks, non stop,
[Am]non stop, on your block

[Verse 2]
[D]Day and night, night and day
Nig[Am]ga gotta get some pay
Stand[D]ing [Em]out, with my rocks,
and [Am]my glock
Chiefin' hay
Any[D]way that I can
My [Am]nigga you understand?
Got[Em]ta bring twenty strong
Before I [Am]can serve your jaws
[D]Double up, man what's up?
Got [Am]the pot, rock it up
Mixed [D]it in some [Em]be 12's
Now my shit [Am]done blown up!
Shake [D]the ball, round the chop
'Til [Am]the ball get real hard
Cut [Em]me down some twenties
Then I'm standin' [Am]out in the yard
Junkies coming back and forth
One tried to run off with dope
Caught him round the corner
And I shot the maggot in the throat
Don't be playin' with my cheese
All I get is 2- 0- Z's
One day I'm gone be the fucking man
Out here slangin' keys
[D]Until [G]then, I'm [D]the nigga runnin'
[Am]from [Em]the undercover
Narcotic boys jumpin' fences
tryn[Am]a catch [D]a brother
Happy things is all I hear
But [Am]I'm stayin' [D]bout my hog
One [Em]day I'll be pushin Lex
But [D]today it's Cutlass [Am]dog![D]
[Am][Chorus]

[Interlude 1]
[Em][Am][D][Am]
[D][Am]
[Em][Am][Em][Am][D][Am]
[Em][D]
[Am]
Slangin' rock[D]s all good with me

[Verse 3]
[D]
Downest bitch that would be me
I [Em]be on your side like hip- bone
And nig[D]ga you will see
That your misses- lady, your baby
Will cover up what you didn't
[Em]You saw that dope that I stuffed in my pussy
[D]I ain't bullshittin'!
So send me out on a mission
We can take they position
[Em]We got that china, canary- yellow
We on [D]all you bitches
So come on down
You're the next contest
ant on my dope list
[Em]I'm tryna put some shoes on
Rover that i rode in this [Am]bitch
And we bout our paper,
we shuttin' your block down
We takin' full charge
Can't nothin' be done, til Project Pat said,
"Yo, fuck all of y'all"
I'm from the south
So what you mean,
you ain't heard about?
All them birds that's flyin south
That's flyin straight into
your mama's house
Don't be sayin [D]you got the clout
Cause we all know who really
runnin' thangs
All you bustas must be[Em]have
Cause since we came,
it ain't gone be the same
I hope [D]you are feeling that
I'm lovin' it
If you liking it
If you want to get caught
up in [Em]the realest shit
I'm the one who your ass need to
deal [D]wit- [Am]woah!
[Chorus]
[Em]