Wet'm chords and lyrics - WILLIE D

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[Verse 1]
[Am]I'll write all your [C]ra dio [Am]raps
Right now, [C]you're [Am]tuned in
to the realest in the gang
[C]Rap a lot, [Am]recognize [B]the mob,
nig[E]ga[Am][C][Am]
[C]
[B]I'm [E]str[B]aight and dirty,
[Am]leavin' my foes bloo[C]dy
[Am]Time out,
how many niggas wan[C]na [Am]find out
From the blind spot
My enemies [B]I loca[C]te in t[B]his rhyme
[Am]Just like the fuckin' Kennedys
[C]They die and [E]they prime
I got my mind [Am]on Cruz
drinkin' booze
Poppin' no -dose
Rollin' on my momos
[B]Sayin'[Am] fuck the po -po's
When you deal, deal with me
[C]How your ass figure?
[Am]Better finish me off
Cause [B]I'm a [Am]su per b[E]ad nigga
Man, [Am]it depressin'
It's my state [C]of being
[Am]Ain't no revenge
I'll shoot your ass [B]up just [Am]like a syringe
Fuck the pen
And charge push
[C]I got somethin' f[Am]or his ass
And it's hard look[C]s
And I [E]hooked on funnies,
[B]I h[Em]ooked on [Am]clunny, tunny
[C]And drive [Am]-bys on bitches
that I despise
Pushin' for my demise and survival
The realest, they ain't [C]ready [Am]for this
But if these bitches tired of livin'
[B]And their ass wan[E]na trip
[B]First I [Am]get em', then I [C]let em'
[Am]I pull my strap back, oom,
and I wet em'
There's some killers over here,
fuck [C]you over there
[Am]I let my nuts hang to the fl[B]oor,
I don't care
[E]First I get[Am] em', then I let [C]em'[Am]
I pull my strap back, oom, and I wet em'
It's the chemists over here,
fuck you over there
I let my nuts hang to the [B]floor,
[C]I d[E]on't care
About the [Am]implications I'm facing,
[C]death and incarceration
[Am]Just give me my fucking mail
and my visitations
Masons and politicians pro
[C]mot[Am]ing bitterness
And such a fortune [B]in fame
and neg[E]lected shit
First I [Am]get em, then I l[C]et em
[Am]I pull my strap back,
boom, [B]and I [Am]wet em
Now my foes can't talk,
[C]my foes can't [Am]walk
My foes can't stalk
[B]cause they [C]buried [B]in the chalk
Nigga runnin' [Am]up on me, not for silly
[C]No brotherly [Am]love, not for Philly
From Houston, Texas to New York City
People stop breathin' when
they fuckin' with Willie
Really though, silly hoe
Who [C]the hell you think you try[Am]in' to fool?
All this time thought we was cool
[B]All[Am] this hea[E]t gon' blow my fuse
[B]Wanna [Am]come up,
gotta pay some dues
Niggas like me got nothin' to lose
Won't give you no cap,
bet you want some shoes
[C]Kee[Am]p on playin',
gon' make the news
Who can I trust?
Who can I bust?
Keepin' my back hot, this a must
If I don't kill any gods to [B]live
I'ma [Am]leave a motherfuck
[E]er with a doctor's
First I [Am]get him, then I [C]let him
[Am]I put my strap back,
boom, and I let [C]him
[Am]I let my nuts hang to the fl[B]oor,
I don't care
[E]First [B]I get[Am] em, then I let em,
I pull my strap back, boom and I wet em
It's the killas over here, fuck you over there
I let my nuts hang to the floor,
I don't care
Here go the third verse,
watch this curve
Niggas in the club smokin' herb
Bought me a drink, stood by the bar
Niggas on the dance floor goin' to war
[Am]Ain't shit to me, I done seen it all
Cut up drawers, springs on the wall
Not that many seen what I saw
[B]Hell, it's the life of a g[E]ood old boy
[B]Got nig[Am]gas at the crib, ready to go
All I got to do is say so
Pull my [Am]shit, blast it, that's it
Get in the casket
These boys can't fuck with me