IntroGmEbGmEbGmVerse 1Gm
They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
Cm
I'm tryna feed my family, I ain't being political
GmEb
You ain't givin' out money then they look at you pitiful
BbCm
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Gm
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon' shoot up your Sprinter
BbCm
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
GmEb
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Cm
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can't wait 'til December
Gm
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon' shoot you on camera
Cm
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin' to a bandana
GmEb
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
BbGmCm
Loading up his chopper, he gon' show 'em black lives matter
ChorusEbGm
Another nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' new
EbCm
He done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
He done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' new
BbCm
Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
He smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' new
EbCm
All his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
CmEbGm
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
Verse 2Gm
Shit gettin' outrageous
CmBb
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
CmGm
Young, black, poor, ain't had a father since a baby
FCm
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement?
Gm
Why you think we ridin' 'round with choppers off safety?
Gm
Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I'm cutthroat
Eb
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can't vote
Gm
Poppin' Percocets to kill the pain, I can't cope
CmGm
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
BbCm
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Eb
Breakin' down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
FGm
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
EbGm
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin' at
GmCm
Same place where the best chicken gettin' fried at
DmEbDm
Same place where the police killin', tellin' lies at
BbCm
It ain't just the babies, man, I swear the mama's cryin' now
ChorusEbGm
Another nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' new
EbCm
He done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
He done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' new
BbCm
Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
He smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' new
EbCm
All his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' new
EbGm
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
CmEbGm
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.