AUGUST ALSINA feat KIDD KIDD – Downtown

Requested By Christian Felix

Scale: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 120
[INTRO] Em C Em C x4
[VERSE]
Em                                  C
Word got around that a nigga got shot
                   Em                                     C
Heard a nigga drew down' and he bucked so his ass got popped
        Em                                C
We was on my block trying to move these rocks
                      Em                                  C
Trying to stack this cash on the low, gotta duck these cops
                   Em
We was right off 3rd and Pollock chillin' in the back of the track
 C
Niggas got packs, trying to get them racks
Em
X5 I was riding in the back
           C
With the brother's fried chicken and the gat in my lap
Em                   C
17 had no dreams, drinking 4 LOKO, Sprite and codeine
Em                              C
First class I was on lean, said fuck high-school, so I left Reed

[PRE-HOOK]
Em               C                 Em
No one told me life would be this way
C
I swear nobody told me
Em                 C                  Em
Guess this is the game we chose to play
                  C
Crazy how it's always been the same

[HOOK]
Em
People dying every day
 C                                      Em      C
That ain't nothing new when you from downtown, downtown
Em
Out here trying to make a way
C                                    Em       C
I won't let these niggas take me downtown, down
              Em                             C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
              Em                            C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em

[VERSE]
Em                                    C
Phone just ringing heard a nigga got got
                     Em                               C
He was over on the East last thing that he heard six shots
                     Em                              C
He ain't getting no love from the cops, nobody got caught
                  Em                                     C
Real talk when I heard who it was, my heart near damn stop
C
Somebody done killed my brother
Em                             C
Now I gotta get back, let 'em know cause a nigga gotta feel that
          Em
Sitting shotgun with the shot gun
                      C
When you hear the shots come, nigga don't run
         Em
Already bad, it can only get worse
               C
Hand full of steel cause the shit still hurts
        Em
Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse
          C
Never saw 25, had to put 'em in the dirt

[PRE-HOOK]
Em               C                 Em
No one told me life would be this way
C
I swear nobody told me
Em                 C                  Em
Guess this is the game we chose to play
                  C
Crazy how it's always been the same

[HOOK]
Em
People dying every day
 C                                      Em      C
That ain't nothing new when you from downtown, downtown
Em
Out here trying to make a way
C                                    Em       C
I won't let these niggas take me downtown, down
              Em                             C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
              Em                            C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em

[VERSE]
Em
Once upon a time downtown in the 9 (9th ward)
Em
Where they don't mind dyin'
Em
Sworn to a life of crime, was a youngin' only stood 5'5
C
Big money on his mind
                Em
Clothes ain't wrinkled while his hands on his iron
         C
Shot six times right in front of my mom (dear lord)
       Em
Had a .32, man, I'm lucky to survive
            C
On that Pac "Juice" real niggas don't die
                   Em
Bitch, I'm from A-town (huh), slang crack on the same sac
C
Blood stains there from a homie with his head cracked (blaow)
 Em
Home Gs like A-Wax
            C
They been doing this shit way back since A-Track (free PJ)
        Em
And we yell "Rida Gang Act"
        C
You can get fame there from the way you go and bang that
   Em
Truth from the head watch how you aim that
 C
Price on your head and we gonna take that
Em
It's about to go down
                 C
You ain't about this then you better go now
          Em
Sun going down, keep the 'dow down
              C
Everybody lay down, ski mask down (huh)
              Em
All you gonna see is my eyes and my frown
                C
Last thing you hear is my gun going pow
               Em
It happens every day round my way
                    C
This ain't nothing new you grew up downtown - huh!

[HOOK]
Em
People dying every day
 C                                      Em      C
That ain't nothing new when you from downtown, downtown
Em
Out here trying to make a way
C                                    Em       C
I won't let these niggas take me downtown, down
              Em                             C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
              Em                            C
(So I ride) riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Em                              C
Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em

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