[ Предположительная тональность: G ] No capo [Verse 1] G What's up, what's happening? D big Snoop in this bitch, get it crackin' Em dickies creased up and they saggin' C gat in the right side, left side flag G Niggas running at the lip again D got me feelin' I'ma trip again Em and you thought I wasn't listenin' C bitches talk shit, got me walkin' like a crip again G gotta hit you with the re-up D I'm married to the streets, fuck a prenup Em ayy lil' nigga roll the weed up C dre get my cup, we about to get g'd up [Interlude] G Long beach on my right side D cPT on my left side Em I got Watts in this bitch C It be dogs from the 'jects still screaming out West Side G Long beach on my right side D cPT on my left side Em I got Watts in this bitch C Tiny loccs from the third and they screaming out east Side G Niggas still bang on 'em D 50 cal shots, let it rang on 'em Em and if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle C We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em G Niggas still bang on 'em D 50 cal shots, let it rain on 'em Em and if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my circle C We gon' have to put them thangs on 'em G Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em D Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em Em but then again I ain't brainless C I'll have my little loccs hit you with the stainless G Still say fuck 'em cause ain't no love for 'em D Tell 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em Em but I ain't tryna make ya famous C I'll have my tiny locos hit you with the stainless G Shit you know who I be D d-O double g, super c-R-I-P Em creepin' through the fog C and steppin' through the smog G and you know I'm high as shit D and my bitches fly free Em Shit you know who I be C d-O double g, super c-R-I-P G creepin' through the fog D and steppin' through the smog Em and you know I'm high as shit C and my bitches fly free [hook] G Super crip, what? D Super crip, who? Em Super crip, what? C Super crip, who? G Super crip, what? D It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who? Em Super crip, what? C Super crip, who? G Super crip, what? D Super crip, who? Em Super crip, what? C It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that [Verse 2] G It's enough of that to go around D Real g's make the hood go 'round Em Keep the planet spinnin' on it's axis C how is he so hood? how can you ask this? G I guess you can say I put in practice D On the strip, under lights, now I'm back bitch Em and even if I'm blown on my own C With the chrome to your dome G Make you stretch like elastic D I need my real gs to the left Em bitch niggas staying to the right C I need my tool front and center G hard on these scores from the Summer to the winter D Spring to the Fall, bitches still on my balls Em It's the number one nigga from the hood doggy dogg C Still pull up on a nigga when I need to be heard G I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh D Real niggas on the set, I get your whole clique served Em You best observe, a B chalked out on the curb C With your momma and your people sayin' "Supercrip did it" G They won't testify, so he got away with it D Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my bad phone Em I'm talkin' to Iron man, smokin' on fireman C Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Walkin' through the clouds with a crip stick cane [hook] G Super crip, what? D Super crip, who? Em Super crip, what? C Super crip, who? G Super crip, what? D It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who? Em Super crip, what? C Super crip, who? G Super crip, what? D Super crip, who? Em Super crip, what? C It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need that