Chords for LBC Crew - Beware Of My Crew (Official Video) [Explicit]

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I'm Mexican
I'm [Dm]
Mexican
Ay yo, we're gonna try to be fair, we're gonna try something new up in here
[Gm] I got Snoop Dogg and Dogg's new label, Dogg and Style Records
[Cm] Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my street
Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my street
Coming from a city where no pity is shown
And everybody want me and G when they grew up
Same song in my hood as it is in yours
They saying real niggas should appear in the schools
War is caused by drugs of bitches and boys
Speaking on the walls, that's the quickest to do
Same fool's mind, have been down for years
Considered after shitting, they around to get me
Three cheers [G] to the turf or whatever's worse
Cause I'm a representative till I'm setting the dust
My mentality, the battle of the opponent and this
And checking every nigga ever wanted to step in my direction
Who's the question for testing
This action I represent [Cm] for inspection
When something's up and I'm dumping
I'll be fearing your ear when you hear that
Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my crew
Smoothie, how we soothe these
Complex of who's ass a flex
These MC's cleats, I'm fed up
That's cleansed up, I display
Anytime a dual, dynamically with the local tour
Soon the fire, on the desire
To get this rap game stretched through the wire
Sire, I'm composed as a blast you'll see
From the T to the C-H-N-I-E-C
Freak, from all his nonsense, guilt and shame
Can't trust no hoes, they the ones to blame
But what I didn't do, through scene and touch
Got him into insta, the hoes talk too much
And out of my mouth comes nothing but gay
And out of your mouth, please keep my name
Cause verbally you a worthy T-E-C
But why chase the heat you cannot see
Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my crew
I organize game when it's all in your face
Off safety, close range, it's in the mask
When I aim, then shoot
Out the window of the duct, with the guess
I swoop, see slow key spot the low low
From the dude with my gun to waist
Cause they got done awake
Buy a record, pull the trigger tight
You can see the stages in my head
Shooting pages off boxes like
Living and dying while living and crying
In the same breath, you gain less
Messing and missing, I'm stressing for real
Unless you feel it, too strong enough to go long enough
It ain't more than a thing, nigga can you hang?
I'm better, similar cool, damn hit you up
And on the mic, I ain't living life
I live with your mental distortion
[G] Selling cabs, smoking potions on the curb
I'm at my boy, bout them balls and the bottles
With the snitches still loving, no hoes trusting
None of y'all bitches, cause the key is to see
Through the clips cause they set
Faces like crap, so I hit niggas back
[Bb]
Somebody somewhere, [G] let's do it on my crew
[Cm]
Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my crew
Gotta make my ends the best way it can
Because my man's in the pen for tea
Told me to handle his bitch
Told me to handle his bitch
Keep away from his snitch
But the snitch was supposed to take another
Get a lover and discover what the game was about
Traded in the booze for a Chevy Suburban
Toss up the bitch, now I'm ready to swerve
Smoking on nigga Dizzy
Spare tire hoes if you see
For us to get dizzy
From Dizzy to City we lit
Shawty ever seen with the 95's
Send him, the Lil' Senna, pretty one
Get him up with any one
From sun up to sun down
Serving people pound
To the city ain't one damn
Hell, ain't too many hoes that can do this
Rude bitches acting like the most gangsta shit
See, that's what people are all about, the compliments
That's just the shit rock everybody got
I say to some people, some people won't
But do I give a fuck?
No, I don't
And when them dogs pound, go and step next to me
I try my best to bury it, but I see I ain't speak deep
Now that's gangsta
Boy, you can throw a lip and make that grip
And continue to dizzy, I trip
Close the click, I got it, spit
Gangsta shit and we commit
[C] What a revolution of performing confetti
And fucking niggas up in [Gm] this game of music
Now that's gangsta
Somebody somewhere, best beware of my crew
Ha ha, [G] now that's gangsta
Somebody [Gm] somewhere, best beware [G] of my crew
[Gm]
Somebody [F] somewhere, best beware of [Cm] my crew
Best beware
Somebody somewhere, best beware of my crew
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_ _ I'm Mexican _ _
_ _ _ I'm _ _ [Dm] _
Mexican
Ay yo, we're gonna try to be fair, we're gonna try something new up in here
[Gm] I got Snoop Dogg and Dogg's new label, Dogg and Style Records
_ _ [Cm] _ Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my street _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my street _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Coming from a city where no pity is shown
And everybody want me and G when they grew up
Same song in my hood as it is in yours
They saying real niggas should appear in the schools
War is caused by drugs of bitches and boys
Speaking on the walls, that's the quickest to do
Same fool's mind, have been down for years
Considered after shitting, they around to get me
Three cheers [G] to the turf or whatever's worse
Cause I'm a representative till I'm setting the dust
My mentality, the battle of the opponent and this
And checking every nigga ever wanted to step in my direction
Who's the question for testing
This action I represent [Cm] for inspection
When something's up and I'm dumping
I'll be fearing your ear when you hear that
Somebody _ somewhere, let's do it on my crew
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Smoothie, how we soothe these
Complex of who's ass a flex
These MC's cleats, I'm fed up
That's cleansed up, I display
Anytime a dual, dynamically with the local tour
Soon the fire, on the desire
To get this rap game stretched through the wire
Sire, I'm composed as a blast you'll see
From the T to the C-H-N-I-E-C
Freak, from all his nonsense, guilt and shame
Can't trust no hoes, they the ones to blame
But what I didn't do, through scene and touch
Got him into insta, the hoes talk too much
And out of my mouth comes nothing but gay
And out of your mouth, please keep my name
Cause verbally you a worthy T-E-C
But why chase the heat you cannot see
_ Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my crew
I organize game when it's all in your face
Off safety, close range, it's in the mask
When I aim, then shoot
Out the window of the duct, with the guess
I swoop, see slow key spot the low low
From the dude with my gun to waist
Cause they got done awake
Buy a record, pull the trigger tight
You can see the stages in my head
Shooting pages off boxes like
Living and dying while living and crying
In the same breath, you gain less
Messing and missing, I'm stressing for real
Unless you feel it, too strong enough to go long enough
It ain't more than a thing, nigga can you hang?
I'm better, similar cool, damn hit you up
And on the mic, I ain't living life
I live with your mental distortion
[G] Selling cabs, smoking potions on the curb
I'm at my boy, bout them balls and the bottles
With the snitches still loving, no hoes trusting
None of y'all bitches, cause the key is to see
Through the clips cause they set
Faces like crap, so I hit niggas back
[Bb] _ _
_ Somebody somewhere, [G] let's do it on my crew
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ Somebody somewhere, let's do it on my crew
Gotta make my ends the best way it can
Because my man's in the pen for tea
Told me to handle his bitch
Told me to handle his bitch
Keep away from his snitch
But the snitch was supposed to take another
Get a lover and discover what the game was about
Traded in the booze for a Chevy Suburban
Toss up the bitch, now I'm ready to swerve
Smoking on nigga Dizzy
Spare tire hoes if you see
For us to get dizzy
From Dizzy to City we lit
Shawty ever seen with the 95's
Send him, the Lil' Senna, pretty one
Get him up with any one
From sun up to sun down
Serving people pound
To the city ain't one damn
Hell, ain't too many hoes that can do this
Rude bitches acting like the most gangsta shit
See, that's what people are all about, the compliments
That's just the shit rock everybody got
I say to some people, some people won't
But do I give a fuck?
No, I don't
And when them dogs pound, go and step next to me
I try my best to bury it, but I see I ain't speak deep
Now that's gangsta
Boy, you can throw a lip and make that grip
And continue to dizzy, I trip
Close the click, I got it, spit
Gangsta shit and we commit
[C] What a revolution of performing confetti
And fucking niggas up in [Gm] this game of music
Now that's gangsta
Somebody somewhere, best beware of my crew
Ha ha, [G] now that's gangsta
Somebody [Gm] somewhere, best beware [G] of my crew
[Gm] _
_ Somebody [F] somewhere, best beware of [Cm] my crew _
_ _ _ _ Best beware _ _
Somebody somewhere, best beware of my crew _
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