Chords for Clear Tha Set

_ [Gb] Plitty Sack, nigga, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah
See, I [D] be ridin' on the mind and [A] the next bubble
Ready [Bb] to come up out the trunk and make [C] you chance for gold
When [D] I come, I let it spree as my kids ride the truck blue
Said, if that don't buy my weave, then you heard my clip, shovel
Now, y'all was on the block [Am] with Shaka
But when [Bb] I finish, me, they look like y'all [F] had poppa
Dressed [D] in black, long hair, long pants, lights on, no sun
Ayy, it's Plitty Pack, new mess, I'm fuckin' wild
What you gon' [A] do if your friends [Bb] don't forfeit?
Ten, twenty more [C] niggas follow when I'm a so [D]-and-so
And look, seventeen-year-old is where I grew up at
So where all the other niggas stand is where he grew up at
I do upset, see, [A] and please don't respect my [Bb] peace
Or else, you want [C] your life to be all over the [D] streets
Now, I see the younger school to bring you closer to death
A little more than you expect, nigga, I Plitty Sack
You know they say, let [A] one of them highboys go, but them weavers,
Them cops don't [Dm] mess, girl, they know them cuz they bodies lit
Them, them pretty shit inside, they way cuz he was pleased with me
And the bust a nigga right here, and they put the sprays on his feet
Now, watch a nigga [A] neighborhood school, what you think?
They gon' have [Dm] her with the standards, [D] poppin' under
Them movin' gangas, they gon' test their way
He could sit, sit, and kiss with me, find a nigga where he [N] stays
Cock my eye and release the spring, he gon' ride or he gon' piss
On my mind, nigga, any who, make you die where you live
Try me and see what shit, why, nigga, I ain't mean
Now, fly, oh, with them [E] blood, blood, [A] blood
Them homies, they come blood, so blood
So, them must [Ab] really think they check this boy
[Db] Oh, why, with the beef, it's when you play with a pepper boy
Now, fry, [D] fry, fry, fry, I don't mean no harm
Cuz you might think I'm [Bb] wrong, but if you play with [F] me
I might pick you up like a [D] farm, got you fucked at your own
And you're slugged at your [Dm] own, just give me the word
And I'll sign the throne, bring my head in the zone
Y'all live always, just ain't [A] cool, but you the best kind of [Bb] family
Jump out, kick up out the [F] deck and blow fire like a dragon
[D] Sold your bandana, put banana clips to be in my suite
Once I hit the set, look, everybody run like a hippo
You know this nigga, [A] when the mob go, he gon' fuck them [Bb] heaps
Him, probably don't be [A] selling all them flippy, like these [D] niggas
Y'all be dipping, they sniffing, y'all ain't gon' see a play with this
And if it's a nigga like this, man, put this face on the stage
Now, a nigga know what's good, so what you [Bb] can't speak
They all got [F] barricades, that ain't the key
[D] I been under them mobile rooms, I ain't gon' kiss no wife
I could stand and say, listen to me, not hold up
As I [A] bounce back, watch me play [Bb] ball, keep it up, sack a hate [C] boy
Call to every tape today, [D] boy, watch, just separate boy
When I act, make like, rent at hoes, them folks shat
So kill [A] them bloods, blocks, what's the deal?
Y'all niggas want some rule with this, niggas like us
Take it to your front door with this, [D] see, it ain't all this
Ain't no [A] real biggie, I used to [Bb] be in Sands in that boulder with my [C] steel flippin'
I used to [D] rock and roll, riding with my grill glistening
Niggas think I caught up in beef, so they still miss it
Now catch me in a black truck with chrome [F] wheels glistening
A little [Bb] sip, sip, so I'm live, but tell me, can you miss it?
Now, keep it [D] up, nigga, nigga, sip it right, sweep it high
I'm sweeping, sweeping, clouds, fussing, and you'll be fine
[A] Now, sip it, nigga, one, two, [Bb] I turn it fast, the [D] supply was clean
Niggas put a slip in, about five, after the hour
You know they say that when you're my boy, you will bust them ears
And pause on the [A] turn, and all them bloody bodies, [Bb] they just, they'm really trippin'
All them niggas, they up here with [D] this, in the bus, son, nigga, ridin'
And they put the strings on this case, boy
Watch a nigga, neighborhood, for what he's named
They all got [A] guns, puttin' stash to eat
[Bb] I been none of them mobile [C] games, that ain't gon' kiss their phone
[D] You put the sip, sip, listen with me
I make them watch a nigga, neighborhood, for what he's named
They all got guns, [A] puttin' stash to eat
[Bb] I been none of them mobile games, [Am] that ain't gon' kiss their phone
[D] You put the sip, sip, listen with me
With the blood, claw, claw
With the blood, claw, claw
_ _ Hot boy, untamed gorilla _