Susi: E minor
Intro 1
Dm
C
Bb
A
Dm
C
Bb
A
Verse 1
Verse 2
Bb
Dm
A
Ain't nothin' left for him to be
C
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 3
Bb
So he's gonna be
A
Dm
A straight thug
C
Dm
His mama was a G And daddy was a G
Verse 4
Bb
A
But nothin' left for him to be
Verse 5
But a thug
Bb
Who's mama was a whore and his
A
Dm
daddy was a drug dealer
C
Ridin' 'round the corner from
'em was the spot
A
They sold weed, lace, base,
C
His role model was an older nigga Who kept a
Verse 6
Bb
wad of hundreds 'cause
A
he had a whole lot of money
Bb
A
Miami niggas was really
Verse 7
tryin' to put it down
Dm
C
That's back when the pimp
A
That next year crack cocaine came out
Dm
C
And it all started in the suburbs
Bb
A
But only rich folks could afford to go
Verse 8
and smoke that good dope
Dm
And yo they used to call
it free- base
A
But when it made it to my block,
Dm
me and my boys called it Crack Rock
C
We used to cook it up and bag
it up and sell 'em
Bb
A
Nickels and dimes to any bitch
Verse 9
that was buyin'
A
Dm
A straight thug
Verse 10
Bb
C
Shorty's gonna be Shorty wanna be
Verse 11
Bb
So he's gonna be
Verse 12
Daddy was a G
Verse 13
But a thug
Dm
C
And when he first hit middle school
Bb
He was a typical, ordinary,
Bb
A
He had done made up his mind,
Verse 14
a nigga can't lay down now
Dm
C
His first job, he was a watch out
Bb
A
He had to scream one time every time
the cops hit the block
Dm
C
We used to call him Bo
Brown
Bb
'Cause when he came around,
A
close shop nigga, shut it down
Verse 15
Dm
C
Them lil' two- hundreds
Bb
That was a lot of money for a young nigga
A
sittin' 'round not doin' nothin'
Dm
Plus his mama had a newborn
Bb
from an old nigga out the hood
A
Dm
Who don't do shit for him
Verse 16
Dm
They go another bill, another mouth to feed
Oh well,
A
Dm
yo a nigga couldn't stop there
C
He gotta keep food in his crib
Verse 17
comin' back home
Dm
C
Now just imagine the role of
a thirteen year old
Dm
Who playin' head of his household,
Dm
But then again I sup pose
Bb
A
You already know how the shit go
Verse 18
Verse 19
Bb
A
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 20
But a thug
Verse 21
Daddy was a G
Bb
A
Nothin' left for him to be
Verse 22
Dm
He advanced from watch out man to lieutenant
And he control the whole operation
Bb
But it's kinda different 'cause he's dealin'
A
with some stiff competition
Verse 23
Dm
C
And everybody wants to be buddies
Bb
All of a sudden friends but then
A
again all they see is money
Dm
C
And he ain't never too flashy wit it
Bb
A
Not into cars and jewels,
Verse 24
just nice clothes and new shoes
Bb
But the other half, you know,
A
the kid had to keep it stashed
Dm
But it's kinda hard to hide
A
But it's worse bein' a dope but none
Verse 25
of this shit's worth dying for
Dm
But when it comes to livin',
Bb
Dm
money's nothin'
C
Dm
Bein' dead is free now tell me, what
would you rather be?
C
Don't tell me, tell it to your child
Bb
A
Make your talk worthwhile and the rest,
Verse 26
he'll figure it out
Verse 27
Daddy was a G
Bb
A
Nothin' left for him to be
Dm
C
But a thug
Verse 28
Bb
A
Nigga forced into this shit, damn
Verse 29
Over and over again
A
Dm
A straight thug
C
Dm
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Verse 30
Bb
Verse 31
But a thug
A
Dm
A straight thug
Verse 32
Mama was a G Daddy was a G
Bb
Nothin' left for him to be
A
Dm
But a
thug
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