Susi: A minor
Verse 1
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[Styles P + (Gerald Levert):]
(From the heart)
Am
F
Am
This shit is crazy
Storch
(From the soul)
(yeah, yeahhh)
I appreciate it (ooooooh, from
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Am
Y'know I'm so much in the
street (well well well)
F
I don't get a good look all
the time (it's f'real)
Em
So thank you (it's f'real, it's
Verse 2
it says it on the dollar bill
Am
So should I say hallelujah?
Matter fact, what's a dollar to ya?
Is it a paper painted green
or the root of all evil like
your father schooled you?
They wanna bill me quick,
Gotta spend a buck for somethin
Can't work for minimum wage nigga,
to tell the truth
F
Am
That's why I live in a cage nigga
Em
Am
Soon to be de pendin on haze nigga,
When a crook get a book
Dawg I'm in the bad
close to dyin
F
But it's senseless, when I can let loose
and just spit a sentence
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Am
Like four cars copped off of one bird flipped
F
I know crime ain't rhyme but
I prefer this
Am
[Chorus: Gerald Levert + ad lib s] This is the real
Verse 3
Am
F
shit, givin niggaz real fits
And if you can't handle it
Am
F
Then you ain't been where I been
Am
And you ain't been where I been
Em
F
This is for real shit, givin niggaz real fits
And if you can't handle it
Am
F
Then you ain't been where I been
Am
And you ain't been where I been,
F
Am
this is for real
Em
[Styles P:] Die fo' what you be lieve
Verse 4
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in
Get high for numerous reasons,
Am
F
no confession, no {?}
Just me in a dark room and the
Spirit leave the physical,
leave off the Earth
Then I breeze on the burst cause
F
I'm cursed with bein lyrical
Dawg I decapitate
Am
niggaz, I never was yel low
But I'm nicer than the
Am
F
All I need's a beat and
Your career's goin good
Em
F
'til you're bumpin into me
And I hit you with some shit that
make your life fucked up
Only thing to stop me from killin you sloppy
Am
F
Am
if God intervene or Christ jump up... what?
Em
F
Interlude 1
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Em
Am
Em
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Verse 5
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[Chorus: w ad
Am
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Em
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libs]
Verse 6
[Styles P] Shit's close to the end and
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I ain't a beginner
Think I got a little thinner,
only thing I mean is that
everybody dinner - this the house of pain
Tell everybody in there,
Am
I'ma bring it to 'em right
Money burn, guns fire,
Change your address,
feds follow when they glue the kite
Am
F
Am
Shit is all love, same time it's real too
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Am
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Move OT or go and kill 'em
Am
F
Am
'fore they kill you
Verse 7
[Chorus: w ad
Am
libs]
Em
Am
[Styles P: over Chorus] This is the Ghost
Verse 8
Am
nigga,
Scott Storch, whattup
Verse 9
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[Gerald Levert:]
Am
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No no no no no NO! No no NO!
Am
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Am
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You ain't been where I been, no no!
G
Am
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Am
No no no
Em
Am
Em
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no
[Styles P:]
Outro 1
Get high
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