- A#5
- C#54
- C5
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- E5
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F#5 E5 F#5 G5 E5 E|----------------------------------| B|----------------------------------| G|----------------------------------| D|---4---4---4-----2---4---5---2----| A|---4---4---4-----2---4---5---2----| E|---2---2---2-----0---2---3---0----|Capo 5th fret [Verse 1] N.C. I got, I got, I got, I gotF#5 E5 F#5 G5 Loyalty, got royalty inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I got hustle though, ambition, flow, inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I was born like this, since one like this immaculate conceptionE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I transform like this, perform like this was Yeshua's new weaponE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking headE5 F#5 This that put-the-kids-to-bed, this that [Verse 2] N.C. I got, I got, I got, I gotF#5 E5 F#5 G5 Realness, I just kill shit 'cause it's in my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I got off, I got troublesome, heart inside my DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serveE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Yeah, that's him again, the sound that engine in is like a birdE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevardE5 F#5 I know how you work, I know just who you are [Verse 3] N.C. See, you's a, you's a, you's aF#5 E5 F#5 G5 Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DN--AE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Backbone don't exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gaugeContinúa después del anuncioE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 See, my pedigree most definitely don't tolerate the frontE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Shit I've been through prolly offend you, this is Paula’s oldest sonE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 I know murder, conviction, burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, deadE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Redemption, scholars, fathers dead with kids and I wish I was fed E5 F#5 N.C. Forgiveness, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA [Verse 4]F#5 E5 F#5 G5 Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second gradeE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 When I was nine, on cell, motel, we didn't have nowhere to stayE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 At twenty-nine, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estateE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 And I'm gon' shine like I'm supposed to antisocial, extrovertE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 And excellent mean the extra work and absentness what the fuck you heardE5 F#5 E5 F#5 G5 And pessimists never struck my nerve and that’s a riff, gonna plead this caseE5 F#5 The reason my power's here on earth N.C. Salute the truth, when the prophet say [Bridge]A#5 I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA (This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years)A#5 A#5 I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA N.C. (5, 4, 3, 2, 1) N.C. I got, this is my heritage, all I'm inheritin', money and power, the makin' of marriages [Otro]A#5 Tell me somethin' N.C. You mothafuckas can't tell me nothin' N.C. I'd rather die than to listen to you N.C. My DNA not for imitation N.C. Your DNA an abomination N.C. This how it is when you're in the Matrix N.C. Dodgin' bullets, reapin' what you sow N.C. And stackin' up the footage, livin' on the go N.C. And sleepin' in a villa N.C. Sippin' from a Grammy and walkin' in the buildin' N.C. Diamond in the ceilin', marble on the floors N.C. Beach inside the window, peekin' out the window N.C. Baby in the pool, godfather goals N.C. Only Lord knows, I've been goin' hammer N.C. Dodgin' paparazzi, freakin' through the cameras N.C. Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin' sandals N.C. Yoga on a Monday, stretchin' to NirvanaC#5 Watchin' all the snakes, curvin' all the fakesD#5 C5 Phone never on, I don't conversateA#5 I don't compromise, I just penetrateA#5 Sex, money, murder—these are the breaksC#5 These are the times, level number 9D#5 C5 Look up in the sky, 10 is on the wayA#5 Sentence on the way, killings on the way N.C. Motherfucker, I got winners on the wayA#5 You ain't shit without a body on your belt N.C. You ain't shit without a ticket on your plate N.C. You ain't sick enough to pull it on yourself N.C. You ain't rich enough to hit the lot and skate N.C. Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate N.C. Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith N.C. Peace to the world, let it rotate N.C. Sex, money, murder—our DNA