Chords for DJ Quik - Safe + Sound

[Gm] Some believe in love and some believe in [F] friends, but [Bb] riders like [F] me, believe in making [Dm] ends
Cause even when your looker wants to trick around, [C] you know the money's got you [Bb] safe inside
Now I'm about to take you back to 84, when I was 14, kickin' back in the [Gb] trees, west side if you [Dm] please
At 436 West Spruce was the spot, with [Abm] me, Wayne, [Gb] Mike, Shawn, Mookie, Slug, and [Dm] Pod, Don, Stelly if you with me
Just [Gb] let them hits kick if your head ain't spinning, from givin' all them [Dm] sticks
Cause way back in the day, they used to love a wet daddy, screamin' with them laces on their head
And you couldn't deny a hit from that booty [Gm] pod, go around and round the [Gb] driveway
Now it's coming [Dm] my way and I'm zoned out
At a young age, and the host, Bruce [Gb] Streep, was my stage, [Bb] he
Now back then, I was in the [F] 8th grade steady, but homies, my [Gb] age was gettin' paid [Dm] already
Yeah, like my homies, Zapp, or [D] even Young Lou, they made their first [Gb] million for the age of 22
[Bb] Like Dan from Cedar Block, [G] him and Lil Mojo, [Bb] James from Piru Street with them [Dm] photos
Rest in peace, Lil Noopy, he didn't have to brag, rollin' to the 10th [Gb] grade, and I've been a rag
[Bb] Well, damn, how can [Gm] I be damned, I [Bb] asked my sister Jack for some help, [Gb] and she told me, look [Dm] around, boy, they don't sell [Bb] dope
It sells itself, why they kick back and just collect the wealth
And now I'm thinkin', ain't nothin' fly about these dirty ass [C] tackys, G-shirt, dingy, pro-wing, [Dm] stacky
This [Bb] could be a way for me to flip that little [F] monkey, $20 that I earned right [Bb] then is when I learned that
Some believe in Jesus, [F] some believe in [C] Allah, but [Bb] riders like me, believe in makin' dollars
Cause even when them [D] suckers wanna be untrue, you know the [C] money's still [Ebm] good, and [Bb] you're [Gm] the one who's good
Some believe in love, and some believe in [F] friends, but [Bb] riders like [F] me, believe in makin' [Dm] ends
If you don't know how much that drink got right, I [F] know the money's just as [Gb] good somehow
Now, [Bb] I gets a dub on the 1st and 15th for a fact, so instead of spinnin' it [F] up, I gave my [C] money to Jack
[Bb] Now she jumped in her ribby, said, I'll be right back, when she came in, she put me [C] down with a plastic sack
[Dm] I turned my [Bb] 40 into 80, and that was my profit, I'm keepin' my rocks in the [Gb] house, and not in my pocket
[Bb] Sister Jackie's in the kitchen with some [Gb] boilin' water, makin' soda, fresh powder, booty bottles, makin' mobile [Dm] voters
Checkin' a fat girl, slayin' [Gm] rocks to tricks, God's Ellie, dippin' [F] sticks, squintin' body, my six
And 500 block, [Bb] baby, runnin' [F] things, you see, movin' gallon after gallon, and [Gb] key after key
[Dm] I'll tell ya, I done seen it all, from suckers hittin' the strammin', and they [Fm] pass out on the [Ab] wall
From clunkers wantin' to hit [Dm] so bad, they let their panties fall, teeth rot, hair go, [F] and whole checks get blown
But [Dm] yet, I'm still breakin' these bubbles like Bam [G]-Bam, save their pens, splittin' [Gb] rocks to the uptick
In [Dm] fact, I went from wearin' khakis to Sertiota-kini, while my [F] rocks was disappearin' like the Great [Dm] Houdini
I bought a gang of clothes, all of my equipment, and gettin' somethin' [G] new with [C] each and every [Bb] shippin'
Money gets made, and money gets [F] spent, and how these jealous suckers actin' only makes it evident, [Dm] in fact
Some believe in Jesus, some believe in [F] Allah, but [Bb] riders like me believe in makin' dollars
Cause [Dm] even when them suckers wanna be untrue, [C] they know the money still [Bb] the main thing
Yes, [Gm] yes, some believe in love, and some believe in [Fm] friends, but [Bb] riders like [F] me believe in makin' [Dm] ends
Cause even when the old bill was a drink, I ran out of the [C] money, and I just [Bb] saved it somehow
Check it, now in 1988, I moved away to LA, my homie player Hammond's [Gb] Gina gave me a place to stay
[Dm] On my way up from [F] bottom rock, baddies startin' to drop, cause my hair's gettin' longer, and games gettin' [Dm] stronger
To pull my own weight, I went and got me a job, but by then, [Gb] Hammond's Gina really started to squab
About [F] whether I should go or stay, she told him, either he goes or you [Gb] go, we both was on our [Dm] way
So he moved and took me with him on [Bb] 2001, [F] roundin', clownin' with [Gb] players all around me just [Dm] astounded
My homie Pimpic Paul had him starin' with that hair and rollin' up and down the [Ab] street in that rack, settin' with [Dm] Garrett
Shabby blue, feathered as he swerved, in the L [Gm]-Code [C] P7, sparked away from the curb
[Dm] Big [Gm] Jam, L.A.,. Mike Durrell, Lee on the bike, my homie Toppin' Shane and Tweed [C] rollin' up the [Dm] league And baddies just come and go, in and out, revolvin' door, [Gb] leavin' with some nuts in they mouth [Dm] I'm makin' a livin' off of Pimpic, so you [Gm] fools can't trip, cause even though I love God, I also love my [Bb] grip Some believe in Jesus, [D] some believe in my life, but [Bb] riders like [F] me, believe in makin' [Dm] dollars Cause even when the suckers wanna be untrue, [C] we ain't got no money to do [Bb] that [Gm] Some believe in love, and some believe in [F] friends, but [Bb] riders like [F] me, believe in makin' [Bb] ends Cause [Dm] even when y'all don't want to drink, I'll write you a number, [C] and you can [Bb] check, cause you're out now _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] I'm [C] makin' a livin' off of Pimpic, _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ so [F] you fools _ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] can't trip, cause even though I love my grip Some believe in Jesus, [C] [Gm] some believe in [Bb] my life, _ but riders _ _ _ _ like me, believe in makin' ends Cause even when the suckers [Gm] wanna