Intro
|A |G#m |A |G#m 
 
Hook
A              G#m 
Get rid of the residue 
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue 
A        G#m 
This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible 
A        G#m 
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you 
Leggo 
 
Verse 1
A                   G#m 
It's all about the Young f*ckin' Money 
A                           G#m 
It's a war in these streets, I need a Humvee 
A                      G#m 
That AK-47, that's my trusty 
A                                          G#m 
Got some tricks up my sleeves, I need some cufflinks 
A 
Oh Lord 
             G#m 
These niggas soft, these niggas fluffy 
A                                   G#m 
Another one bites the dust 'til his gums bleed 
A 
Oh Lord 
        G#m 
Public Enemy, Chuck D 
A                         G#m 
Me with no money's like a bunny with no front teeth 
A 
F*ck me? 
           G#m 
It's f*ck you if it's f*ck me 
A                      G#m 
I hit the kush, blow it out like a bum knee 
A 
Where the haters? 
          G#m 
Point 'em out and ask 'em what's beef 
A                       G#m 
Stack of hundred dollar bills in a scrunchie 
A 
Oh Lord 
   G#m 
Kamikaze, kidnappin' k*llers 
A     G#m 
    Screaming "F*ck the other side" 
A       G#m 
    She ride the dick, the dick gon' k*ll her 
A            G#m 
Vehicular homicide 
A 
Oh Lord 
     G#m 
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga 
A      G#m 
   I'm sorry for them other guys 
A 
Lay a nigga down 
      G#m 
Nina sang his ass a lullaby 
A 
Wave your white flag all you want 
             G#m 
Bitch, I'm colorblind 
A                              G#m 
Bad bitch with me got thunder thighs 
And her mother's eyes 
A                                     G#m 
Li-li-li-lick my lollipop like it got gum inside 
A 
Miami in the winter 
G#m 
Cali in the summertime 
A 
My bitch is independent 
G#m 
She don't ask me for a dime 
A 
Love it when we makin' love 
G#m 
Hate it when it's f*ckin' time 
A 
Disrespect the caterpillar 
C#m 
Rave about the butterfly 
A 
Bullet ain't got no name, nigga 
    G#m 
But you could get it customized 
A                      G#m 
Run up in your house, undisguised 
Why you look surprised? 
A 
Motherf*ckers better f*ckin' hide 
            G#m 
I feel like Mr. Hyde 
A                       G#m 
Athletes still gettin' jacked like they missin' tires 
A 
Oh Lord 
             G#m 
One of the wildest B's in my hive 
A                              G#m 
   I'll sting a bitch and die anytime 
A                          G#m 
Hate it when the f*ckin' police shut the session down 
A                                         G#m 
We just talkin', we just skatin', we just messin' round 
A                       G#m 
Tell them niggas that be hatin' we ain't messin' round 
N.C. 
They just barkin', they just fakin', they gon' settle down 
A                      G#m 
We got bitches, we got beer, we got Bobby Brown 
A                       G#m 
Skatin' underneath the bridge, dead body found 
A                   G#m 
Do a trick over the body, hope he smilin' down 
A                         G#m 
Do a trick off of some stairs, land on solid ground 
A                    G#m 
Grizzly Gang in this bitch, check the grip tape 
A                             G#m 
Nigga came on your bitch, ooh milkshake 
A                   G#m 
    Chop a cocaine brick like a sensei 
A                     G#m 
Break the great white down to a fish plate 
A                G#m 
Woo! Pockets on inflate 
A                  G#m 
Got the Yay locked down like Kim K 
A               G#m 
I been sippin' codeine since 10K 
A                     G#m 
I be cussin' while I'm bussin' 
"Die motherf*ckers" 
A 
Oh Lord 
 
Hook
     G#m 
Get rid of the residue 
Get rid of all the white, like Selsun Blue 
A        G#m 
It's that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 
         A            G#m 
I'm so sorry, I feel terrible 
A        G#m 
Yeah, I know I keep on telling you