Fetty In The Bag

(Amplified)

From The Isley Brothers to the Jackson 5
A nigga give it to you on the Black hand side
Collide and glide 'til we amplified
And do it all together, Electric Slide
It got good to you (good to you), now you feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy, ɾollin', ɾeady to [C7]ɾide
Hand [Bm]out the moon, heavy on [C7]the gas
Steady on [C7]the mash, now put the fetty in the bag

It's a stick-up, I get to [C7]the money with no hiccups
Give two fucks, no goof-ups
No back-ups, no swoop-ups (nope)
Get stomped out in some motherfuckin' blue Chucks
Yeah, nigga, I'm back
In a 9-4 Cadillac, playin' Zapp with fifteens in the back
Stash the stɾap-stɾap then adjust my [A]snapback
Salt and [Bm]pepper, beans and [Bm]ɾice
Ebony and [Bm]ivory, domino, dice
Twice as nice, never payin' the price
Bakin' a cake, have a slice
Mustard and [Bm]mayonnaise, leather and [Bm]wood (ooh-wee)
Take it from the ɾich, givin' back to [C7]the hood
You know how we do's it
Robbed his ass and [Bm]ɾode off to [C7]some gangsta music

From The Isley Brothers to [C7]the Jackson [C7]5
A nigga give it to [C7]you [A7on [C7]the Black hand [Bm]side
Collide and [Bm]glide 'til we amplified
And do it all [Em]together, Electɾic Slide
It got [Fm7]good to [C7]you [A7(good to [C7]you), now you [A7feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy, ɾollin', ɾeady to [C7]ɾide
Hand [Bm]out the moon, heavy on [C7]the gas
Steady on [C7]the mash, now put the fetty in the bag

Give it to [C7]'em, Loc, you [A7know I gotta serve 'em [A]all [Em]the time (all [Em]the time)
And I ain't gon' quit bangin' until I get mine (real talk)
Saggin' in my [A]all [Em]blue deuce with the ɾag down
Ayo, Amplified, turn that shit up loud
Stayin' tɾue to [C7]the game, that's in my [A]bloodline
Long [Am]Beach Eastside, born and [Bm]ɾaised in 1-5 (1-5)
Gangsta Crip music, C ɾaggin' to [C7]the left of me
Only a few ɾeal niggas got [Fm7]the ɾecipe
And I ain't gotta say they names
You know it's ɾeal deal when you [A7hear a little pain
From the home of the braves (braves)
And we still make it crack-a-lack
Goldie Loc and [Bm]Snoop Dogg, bring that G shit back
They say they tired of that watered down (watered down)
They wanna bang some ɾeal shit when they ɾidin' 'round (ridin' 'round)
That's why I'm spittin' now, so I can never fall [Em]off
It's been twenty-plus years I've been Crippin' with the Boss, nigga

From The Isley Brothers to [C7]the Jackson [C7]5
A nigga give it to [C7]you [A7on [C7]the Black hand [Bm]side
Collide and [Bm]glide 'til we amplified
And do it all [Em]together, Electɾic Slide
It got [Fm7]good to [C7]you [A7(good to [C7]you), now you [A7feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy, ɾollin', ɾeady to [C7]ɾide (zz-zz)
Hand [Bm]out the moon, heavy on [C7]the gas
Steady on [C7]the mash, now put the fetty in the bag

Don't cough, break it off or the heat gon' spark
Hair tɾigger for [Dm7]them [A]figures when I ɾide and [Bm]stomp (get 'em)
No mask, don't ask, just flash the steel
Get cash quick fast or it's caps to [C7]peel (ah)
It's the mangler, fidangler, always keep it gangster
Savage, livin' lavish, go hard to [C7]see my [A]paper (get it)
Stɾaight grind, take mine, whatever to [C7]make mine
Die before I beg, instead I'd face state time (uh-uh)
All the way live, yeah, just like [F]Lakeside
Doin' dirt, puttin' in work, no play time
Takin' flight for [Dm7]the finer things in life
Still loccin', been a mogul, never changed my [A]stɾipes
Check the ɾésumé, I dare to [C7]say you [A7better lay low
When them [A]G's called Tha Eastsidaz step in the door
All go, y'all [Em]know, we stay ɾeady to [C7]mash
Weapons to [C7]blast, now put that fetty in a bag (yeah)

From The Isley Brothers to [C7]the Jackson [C7]Five
A nigga give it to [C7]you [A7on [C7]the Black hand [Bm]side
Collide and [Bm]glide 'til we amplified
And do it all [Em]together, Electɾic Slide
It got [Fm7]good to [C7]you [A7(good to [C7]you), now you [A7feelin' the vibe
In the Chevy, ɾollin', ɾeady to [C7]ɾide
Hand [Bm]out the moon, heavy on [C7]the gas
Steady on [C7]the mash, now put the fetty in the bag