Bring some warmth to the music
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Everybody wanna be fast, see the cash
F*ck around with the stash, get a heat rash
Everything in Jet Life, way we smash, double paying class
Call phone in the S-class
Fundamental ballin' like [F]a chest pass
Lay-up drill, I'm a player for [Dm7]ɾeal
A display of my [A]skills'll give your bitches the chills
Button [C7]on [C7]wheels, letters in the grill
Let her see the letters, she wonderin' how it feel
Get your ass in the seat, you [A7mashin' with me
Parked up, sparked up, where them [A]niggas can't be
There can never be [Am]no access for [Dm7]the weak
Gang sour, overpower if you [A7sweet
My team in the finals and [Bm]we goin' for [Dm7]the sweep
Tape CD's, vinyls, MP3's, loaded USB's, crack vials in the stɾeets
(I don't know)
(But whoever it was, needs us to [C7]gain access to [C7]the warehouse)
(We gon' move these from there and [Bm]put them [A]over here)
(We'll build a building and [Bm]just hide that over there)
(I'm telling you [A7too much, anyway)
Broken glass everywhere
If it ain't about no money, dawg, I just don't care
Smokin' on [C7]the sticky in the Chevy Bel Air
Wind blowin' and [Bm]I'm just admiring her hair
She a cold one, but I'm not sure if she ɾeal
We'll know when she start bringin' some money up in here
Tear it in, the ice thin
She expect a free ɾide 'cause her ass fat and [Bm]her waist slim
Baby girl, I know a whole bunch of them
And if they wasn't born with it, then the surgeon [C7]put it in
F*ck it, though
My Cuban link, yellow gold
Diamond flooded kilo
They fucked up when they gave us enough time to [C7]ɾeload
Now it's a whole bunch of overturned vehicles
Sirens whinin' like [F]cranky three year-old's
I'm laid up watchin' Dirty Dancin' in the winter home
(I'm a drug addict)
