The Art Of Peer Pressure

Bm    A
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Bm    A
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Bm    A
                G
Smokin' on the finest dope, aye aye aye aye
              Bm                     A
Drank until I can't no mo',  aye aye aye aye
             G
Really I'm a sober soul
                               Bm   A
But I'm with the homies right now
                        G
And we ain't asking for no favors
                                Bm                         A
Rush a nigga quick then laugh about it later, aye aye aye aye
              G
Really I'm a peacemaker
                               N.C.
But I'm with the homies right now (And momma used to say)

[Chorus]
Bm   A                          G
    One day, it's gon' burn you out
Bm   A                          G
    One day, it's gon' burn you out
Bm   A                          G
    One day, it's gon' burn you out
Bm   A                            G
    One day, it's gon' burn you, I'm with the homies right now

[Part II]
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Bm    A
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[Verse 1]
Bm
  Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
   A
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
G
Janky stash box when the Federales'll roll up
G
   Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
Bm
  We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble
   A
I hope the universe love you today, 'cause the energy
   G                                                    G
we bringin' sure to carry away a flock of positive activists that fill they body with hate
                  Bm
If it's necessary;  bumpin' Jeezy first album, lookin' distracted
A
Speakin' language only we know, you think it's an accent
     G
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
G
Hotboxin' like George Foreman grillin' the masses
        Bm
Of the workin' world; we pulled up on a bunch of working' girls
    A
And asked them what they workin' with,
            G
look at me,   I got the blunt in my mouth
G                                                  Bm
    Usually I'm drug-free, but, shit, I'm with the homies

[Chorus]
                                           A
(Yeah, nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red, come through and bust ya head, nigga!)
            G
Me and the homies
                                                G
(Sag all the way to the liquor store, where my niggas pour up 4 and get twisted some more)
           Bm
Me and the homies
                                        A
(I ride for my mothafuckin' niggas, hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in)
            G
Me and the homies
                                                G
(Matter of fact, I hop out that mothafucka, and be like, "Doo-doo-doo-doot,

[Verse 2]
         Bm
 doo-doo-doo-doo-doot!") It's 2:30 and the sun is beamin'
         A
Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screamin'
           G
Hungry for anything unhealthy and if nutrition can help me
     G
I'll tell you to suck my dick, then I'll continue eatin'
             Bm
We speedin' on the 405 passin' Westchester
                A
You know, the light skin girls in all the little dresses, Good Lord
G
    They knew we weren't from 'round there
                     G
'Cause every time we down there we pulling out the Boost Mobile BM  cards
Bm
  Bougie bitches with no extensions
      A
Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination
G
    Before we sparked a conversation
         G
We seen three niggas in colors we didn't like then started interrogatin'
Bm                                               A
   I never was a gangbanger, I mean I never was stranger to the funk neither
                 G
I really doubt it    rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it
       G                                                          Bm
That's ironic, 'cause I've never been violent, until I'm with the homies


[Chorus]
                    A
(Just ridin', just ridin')
             G
Me and the homies
                        G
(Bullshittin', actin' a fool)
            Bm
Me and the homies
                  A
(Trippin', really trippin')
            G
Me and the homies
                   G
(Just ridin', just ridin',
      Bm
just ridin'…)

[Verse 3]
Bm                    A
   Braggin' 'bout the episode we just had
G
    A shot of Hennessey didn't make me feel that bad
G
    I'm usually a true firm believer of bad karma
Bm
    Consequences from evil will make your past haunt you
A
    We tryna conquer the city with disobedience
G
Quick to turn it up, even if we ain't got the CD in
G                                                 Bm
    But Jeezy still playin' and our attitude is still, "Nigga, what is you saying?"
                     A
Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months
     G
The sun is goin' down as we take whatever we want

[Break] (spoken)
N.C.
(Aye, aye, nigga, jackpot, nigga, pop the safe!)
(Aye nigga, I think it's somebody in this room)
(Wait, what?)
(Nigga, it's somebody in this room!)

[Verse 4]
           N.C.
I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo,
  N.C.
DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk
Bm
We made a right, then made a left, then made a right
A
Then made a left, we was just circling life
   G
My mama called, "Hello? What you doin'?" -- Kicking it
  G                                                                        Bm
I shoulda told her I'm probably 'bout to catch my first offense with the homies
A        G
(siren)
    Bm
But they made a right, they made a left then made a right
       N.C.
Then another right, one lucky night with the homies