Chords for The Game - My Flag/Da Homies (Official Music Video)

[A] _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ What [A] does that all that mean?
VOTE?
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [B] Maybe I should [D] iron out my flag.
[A] _ [G] _ [F] _ _ [E] [D] Maybe I should put another crease [A] in it.
[G] _ [F] _ _ [E] [D] Maybe I should iron out my flag.
[A] _ [G] _ [F] _ [Em] If [D] you gang banging who you beefing [A] with.
[G] _ [F] _ _ [E] _ [A]
[D] I know your [Db] baby never [G] hurt nobody [Dm] but he got his ass smoked at that [A] mustard party.
[Dm] OG Blood everybody know me but I came in with the lil [A] homestick.
Get out the way yo get out the way yo [F] that nigga Duke just moved out so yeah [A] yo.
And you know I keep gunners on the [G] payroll [F] I even fuck a bitch he [Em] slick down at [A] Daygo.
Young General these niggas got a spray for [F] you fuck around and catch 20 at this range bro.
[A] Man that beef shit is what a nigga made for.
[F] I open fire on a [B] open mouth cash.
[A] Came in and been with Chuck Taylor screaming fuck [F] haters.
Bad bitch I'm a [B] fuck later trying to touch [Am] paper.
In a six tray rack going brazy after I [F] have what I'm drinking got me thinking nigga maybe
I should [D] iron out my flag.
[A] [G] Wooo [F] shit.
[E] Maybe [D] I should put another crease [A] in it.
[G] _ [F] _ _ [E] [D] Maybe I should iron out my flag.
[A] _ [G] _ [F] _ [Em] If [D] you gang banging who you beefing with.
[G] [F] Fuck this rap shit.
[B] _ [D]
It's anybody killing [A] this for anybody [F] nigga.
Main line, way side, [A] west side nigga fuck peace.
This my friend Sean King.
[F] Socking out niggas.
[B] Calling y'all [A] mean.
No keys on drop.
Get with fuck with your [F] mama when it's on the song.
[G] Pop [A] you like a bottle of Tron.
Then lay back with a bitch [F] nigga.
West side [Em] [A] J305th.
No gimme some.
I went from most stop being a blood [G] to [F] gangland.
To my dope kids being locked up in a strange [A] shelter.
When they be like Smith boy we don't see you on TV or nothing.
[F] Shit.
I'm still trying to [Em] get off the [A] gang and talk.
Cause when it comes to this being I'm a musty [F] elite.
You can do a whole dime [B] documentary on Juss [A] Smith.
Call it the life of a 100% real [F] whooper.
That did it for the Grimms, [Dm] Moose and the [D] Roosters.
Maybe I should iron out my [A] flag.
_ [G] _ [F] _ [E] Maybe [D] I should put another [A] crease in it.
_ [G] _ [F] _ [E] Maybe [D] I should iron out my flag.
My [A] flag, my [G] flag, my [F] flag, my [Em] flag.
If [D] you bang banging who you [A] beefing with?
Beefing with [G] J [F]-M, huh?
[E] _ [A]
I put the whoop in the whoop like my DLB.
[F] All I know is [G] VNGs and [A] FTDs.
I ran Faze back to [F] back, that's on [G] SDB.
[F] And if you claiming you a blood shit you better [A] know me.
Big homie gave me a gun and said it better be [F] empty.
I was 11 years [G] old with a [A] motherfucking 50.
I got love for certain niggas I been doing this since [F] knee high.
And you ain't in real blood if you didn't bang at the B [A]-I.
Westside A-Hats, bang in a [F] straightjack.
Mr.
LA [Em] back, [A] free my A-track.
Middle of July, I'm just trying to bring a [F] Maybach.
Whole city [Dm] riding, I ain't [A] even did a track.
Nigga, this happening, middle of gang [F] banning.
East Coast [Em] niggas be like, [A] cuz, you crack.
Niggas ain't going hard as you, so stop [F] rapping.
I'm a Peely Street [B] Rider to the cap.
[A]
Flag from the bank.
Flag, my [Am] flag, my [F] flag, my flag.
Maybe I should put [A] another crease in it.
[G] _ [F] _ [B] Maybe I should iron [A] out my flag.
_ _ [F] _ [B] If you gang banging, [A] who you beefing with?
_ [G] _ [F] _ _ [B] _ _
[Abm] RJ, what's that shit we was doing the other day?
Blood to that [A] mustard beat when the homie was beating on [B] his chest and shit.
Oh, you talking about that, uh, [N] that, uh,
the homies in the color zone, ayy.
Niggas turnt up and we about to hit the street.
[Cm] _ _ [F] Ayy, blood, ayy, take blood, drink DM, motherfucker, weed, blood.
Ayy, dude, do that shit, [B] blood.
The homies in the color [Bb] zone, ayy.
Niggas turnt up and we [A] about to hit the street.
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back.
About to hit the weed spot and get another sack.
[Gm] I said the homies in the color zone, ayy.
[Ab] Down for whatever, cuz the [N] homies roll deep.
Take on the trigger, bandana round the mat.
Rock through the hood with a cup full of yak.
_ [F] _ Ayy, nigga, [Em] let me hit the wave.
_ _ [F]
Where the fuck you get this vibe from, homie?
Ayy, we about to run out of gas, mother.
Oh, you pushing this motherfucker.
No, that don't let me.
The homies in the color zone, ayy.
Niggas turnt up and we about to hit the street.
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back.
About to hit the weed spot and get another sack.
I said the homies in the color zone, ayy.
Down for whatever, cuz the homies roll deep.
Take on the trigger, bandana round the mat.
Rock through the hood with a cup full of yak.
[Em] I'm a real cop that crip, I hope you niggas get the message.
Leave them 16's open, I make them look bad on records.
Chuck told me I'm [E] good, now I'm headed down to the Cedars.
After that, straight to the hood with them Tanners, holding them heaters.
[Am] Sacking down the A-liners, war, [E] fucking, no play time.
Hit my first tour, I was still chucking up gang signs.
Homies still cooking them cops, I'm out with canines.
Lot of rappers calling out names, nigga, don't say mine.
The homies in the color zone, ayy.
Some niggas banging C's, some niggas banging the P's.
I'm really in the streets, you other niggas is weak.
Call my mama _ [Bb] in peace, especially when the homies [F] in the color zone, ayy.
Niggas turnt up and we about to hit the streets.
The homies on probation, make him sit up in the back.
[Fm] _ About to hit the weed spot and get another sack.
[G] I said the homies in the color zone, ayy.
Down for whatever, cuz the homies roll deep.
Take on the trigger, bandana round the mat.
Tired of these niggas coming over here for shit, nigga.
[C] [N] Turn the lights off.
Man, turn the lights off.
Man, pull up, nigga, I said pull up, cuh.
Hold on, hold on, that was like one time.
_ Oh, fuck, [E] cuh.
Man, I knew I shouldn't have rolled with you niggas.
I'm about to get light, cuz.
[Eb] Light?
Cuz they about to put me on the road, nigga.
[D] Alright.
_ [Abm] _ [Db] _ It's off, [D] cuh.
[C] Ayy, look at Blood, [B] he'll get jacked by the ones.
[Dbm] Ha ha ha ha, nigga, don't [B] drop that shot, nigga.
[Dbm] Bitch ass niggas in your old [Eb] hood, nigga.
[D] Nigga, hit the switch, [Db] nigga.
Get back to old five on these niggas, Blood.
Woo.
[N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ I ain't [D] going.
Fuck that, [Db] nigga, cuz.
I swear to God, I ain't going.
The [C] fuck you mean you ain't going?
I ain't going [F] back to the pen, cuz, I can't.
Nigga, what the fuck we gonna do then?
I don't know about you niggas, but I'm going out.
Fuck it then, cuh, I'll cop the crib, [E] kick the door open. _ _ _