Chords for Tommy Wright III-Meet Yo Maker

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[Gb] What's [Bb] up, fools?
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[Ebm] Shut up, or my neck [Ab] breaks!
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] Me and [Ab] my party tip go back to do a [Eb] homicide
[Bb] Cranking up the [Ab] ride, man, it go out on [Ebm] the east side
First I roll up [Ab] low so rappers like us can get high off [Eb] the spills
So when we gets to cap, [Ab] we won't have no pity [Ebm] when we kill
[Bb] Rolled up on the city, [Ab] real slow, with [Ebm] the lights [Bb] out
Then I see my [D] enemies on the cap, I'm with the [Eb] sold out
Bust em standing on the corner, sniffing on some [Ebm] alizay
[F] That's when I got to take [Ab] you in the gut and then commence the [Bb] spray
So they in the [Ab] city, burn rough, as I love [Bb] to say
Simply from [Ab] last night to a killing to Tommy Wright just [Ebm] ain't no thing
Falling down, [Gb] fell through, headed towards [Eb] CCO
Find me a getaway, [Ab] pack my bags and lay [Eb] low
Go and pop the trunk and put the pump in the plastic bag
Buried in the yard of the house that [Ebm] my father [Bb] had
Now these suckers [Ab] fearing me with rumors lurking on [Bb] the street
Then I shot [Ab] another, left his body like a [Ebm] refugee
[Bb] Yellow tape, [Ab] chalked by the blood on [Ebm] the [Bb] concrete
Won't go to jail now or later, [Ab] step to me you'll meet [Bb] your maker
Watch your back, [D] eat your mic and [F] smoke
I'm shot, [Ab] I'm on the block, [F] I'ma eat your maker
Watch your [A] back, eat your mic [Ab] and smoke
[F] I'm shot, I'm [Gb] on the block, I'ma eat [F] your maker
Windows latching and the [Ab] steamer at a light
Lay [Ebm] back, [F] couple of matches, tried to jack it
So we had to peel some caps, [Bb] I popped one in [D] the leg
Sliced the other with a [Gb] knife, I [F] don't care about spirits haunting me
I still be smoking [Ebm] blunts, the [Bb] other robber
[Ab] Grabbed Tiptoe, tossed him out the car, [Bb] they got him stuck between
Trucks [Eb] stayed and went to damn [F] cops
He grabbed Tiptoe by [Ab] the head, put the blunts [Gb] to his face
I asked [Dm] God, I ain't give a damn, [Ab] who's still in one [Bb] place?
Then I pointed the burr, he pointed his, his homie dropped the gun
That's when he messed [Eb] up, Tiptoe broke on his ass [Ebm] and started to run
Now your ass [Dm] free, I'm gon' cap this fool now [Bb] not later
Run off his [D] ass and the steamer turned
Drink [Gb] me, your maker, meet your [F] maker
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I'm shot, I'm on the floor, I'm in [F] the basement
I'm drunk, [Ab] I'm in the basement
[Ebm] [Bb] Man of a black [Gb] haven killer
I'm [Ab] pimping and peeling [Bb] these women
They need [Ab] decisions and salad and that cost some [Eb] billing
I'm making my money, fed, sucking these suckers like one [Bb] of Blades
I'm hot to the pimp [Ab] again, ain't no thang, I'm a killer, man
[Eb] I'm constantly killing and serving [Gb] the time for punishment
[Bb] Five-O think they [Ab] running, think they don't know I'm a [F] baffler
Cleek, P-I-N, killer, P [Gbm]-Soup and Punk, I'm [Ebm] describing me
Point blank with the red beam, it's bout to be a bloody [Bb] scene
I get like a [Ab] heathen, have it for food, I gotta [Bb] have it
I'm drinking and thanking [Ab] one day, it might come a [Gb] day
Fifth [Bb] of my life in Pro Bossa, [D] G and clocking my Glock, you [Bb] know
I'm constantly killing [D] these suckers, dropping these bustles
Nigga, I'm [Eb] screaming, pine, sticking and [D] jacking and cracking a peg, let's go
Yeah, [Bb] I'm going to send them in, your pimp legacy [Gb] killer, ain't thinking sad of me
[Bb] I love how my family killing can be done easily
Don't let me lie, kids are [Ab] sleeping, no quick way to [Bb] start the killing
Signing the Hitler [Ab] for D is just [F] one more
Trick the gas out or quit, [Ab] so go plan the funeral
[Bb] I creep in your house, [Ab] hit your mother and [Ebm] then I let her
Yeah, play it, [Ab] I got the manner for killing
[Bb] Meet your maker, meet your maker, meet your maker, [D] meet your maker
Get that motherfucker
_ [Bbm] [Bb] Tippy toe, [Ab] tippy toe, on you with the gay [Dm] so
Look to the ground, [Ab] take it down, now you feeling [Eb] assed out
Tough look, prep ass [Ab] nigga, going against [C] a real pimp
Grab my [D] shoe, with a grip, bust you in your bottom [F] lip
Jabbing an earl, [Ab] come back down, drop key to [Bb] your skull
Put your ass in silver [Ab] paint, killer like me ain't [Eb] got no look
Put you [Dm] in a body bag, [Ab] have your funky body [Gm] dragged
Down to the river side, nigga like me ain't buying no hype
Quit the jump and trip [Ab] you up, think fast [Bb] when I blast
Run to the back of the road, [Ab] man, as soon as I was here to take your [Bb] cash
Nevertheless, I kill the trick, [Ab] when I click it's [Eb] signed
Quick block, took your knock, [Ab] get your knees dirty [Eb] for the shop
Show, cushion, [Ab] no, years down, send them back your [Bb] throat
Calling them a [Ab] clout, when I'm out, gotta count [Bbm] my cheese skates
Get them dirty, [Ab] yeah, I'm talking about your [Eb] larynx
[Dm] Leg for your [Ab] busters, from my 38 caliber
_ [Bb] Hit list, [Ab] think quick, scratch them off my [Ebm] calendar
[Bb] Cus, take a buzz [Ab] from a bullet to your [Gb] temper
[Bb] You think you can take out a real player, try your luck, nigga
[Eb] Watch your back, [Ab] it's your mic, it's your mic
[Bb] _ [F] Watch out, [D] I'm on the floor, it's your mic, [Ebm] it's your mic
[Gb] Watch your back, it's your mic, it's [Ab] your mic
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_ [F] Watch your back, it's your mic, it's your mic
[Eb] Watch _ [D] out, I'm on the floor, it's your mic, it's your [Bb] mic
_ [Ab] It's your mic, it's [Bb] your mic, it's your mic
[D] It's your mic, [Ebm] it's your [Bb] mic, it's your mic
[Ab] It's your mic, it's [Bb] your mic, it's your mic
[D] It's your mic, it's [B] your mic, [F] it's your mic
[Abm] It's your mic, it's your mic, it's [Gb] your mic