Chords for SPM-Night Shift

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_ _ [C#] Now spread the word I got them bricks on the dead end street
[G] And watch them chill out boys cause they rolling [F] 10-T
[C] Creepy crawl in the [F#] night, y'all know the deal
On the motherfucking hill, we all strapped to [C#] kill
Chill hittin' [G] licks in the wind it never ceases
Getting mad cause they asking me for [Fm] three dollar [C] pieces
How the fuck I supposed to [F#] come up, off a shite move
Run up on the 20 and come get yo ass an [C#] ice cube
It ain't [G] nothing while you bumping in yo cutlass
Just understand the roughness, never [Fm] cut for the [C] gutless
Cause it's do or [F#] die you ask who am I
That mama heartbreaker ever [C#m] since junior high
In the eye of the [G] public the brownie the suspect
So the streets taught [F] me to be [C] loveless
Causing [F#] ruckus in the dope fiends bucket
My [F#] two favorite subjects was ducking to [C#] carpet
The night shift, [G]
young hustlers [F] work in [C] graveyards
The [F#] night shift, street soldiers work in [C#] graveyards
My [G] 9B beside [G#] me, tonight we [C] work the night shift
My [F#] 9B beside me, tonight we work the [C#] night shift
It's yo midnight [G] mistress, play her name mistress
I keep it clunk, handle [Fm] luck on my [C] business
Queen of the [F#] clique, fiend for my shit
I'm something corrupt, 16 in my [C#] clique
Puffing black and mild, [G] you can't crack my style
Player hating bitches make me [Fm] crack and smile
[C] Tonight, we hoo-right in the moonlight
My fetty rouga sounds like the 4th of [C#] July
Fools [G] die, fucking with my fetty-a
Daddy streets wanna [F] marry ya, them [C] Gary-a
Nina [F#] Ross, Mary Jane, Ms.
Cocaine
The three devils thought it's deep in this [C#] dope game
So [G] strange, Drew G's gon' change
Closed brains, left [Fm] your boyfriend [C] no brains
Street [F#] zombies, taking out posse's
Dangerous hobbies, just [C#] call me
The [G] night shift, _ young hustlers [F] work in [C] graveyards
The [F#] night shift, street soldiers work in [C#] graveyards
My [G] 9B beside me, tonight be [C] worth the night shift
My [F#] 9B beside me, tonight be worth the [C#] night shift
Alone in my [G] home, cock my gats
I'm known for my dope, so I [F] watch for jacks
[C] Kiddo [F#] burglar, come on in
Bring all your men, let the games begin
[C#] Pumping them in the T [G]-mana, hot shots coming out my banana
Got plans like Santa Ana and balls [A#] like Tony Montana
[C] Trick or treat, smell my heat, hear my motherfucking drum beat
Don't believe my tales from the hood, come [C#] see
It ain't a [G] joke, you'll get smoked, this ain't Wonderland
I kick this shit so you [Fm] motherfuckers [C] understand
I clock [F#] mine, with a clock nine
Blow their head off a motherfucking [C#] stop sign
Be the one, [G] never, you come I come better
Bring your umbrella, I bring [Fm] the rough weather
[C] One treasure, one [F#] pleasure, chopping up cheddar
Your whole crew get done by one [C#] fellow
The [G] night shift, _ young hustlers [F] work in [C] graveyards
The [F#] night shift, street soldiers work in [C#] graveyards
My [G] 9B beside [G#] me, tonight be [F] worth the [C] night shift
My [F#] 9B beside me, tonight be worth the [C#] night shift
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