Tonart: F major
Verse 1
G
Em
D
Em
D
Dm
F
G
I can
Em
D
G
D
G
Em
D
Em
't hear ya, uh, speak up
D
Dm
You got some bullshit to front with,
F
Dm
then you'll spit it
D
Em
All along my way up to here,
If I were a gangster kid,
F
G
D
I should be bopping your head
Em
D
What is born, I'm the one who said it
Dm
Mine is out there and I'm out to get it
F
D
I have to stay focused,
Em
no shorts to be taken
D
Dm
Going all the way,
F
no matter if my head's aching
G
Em
My son, you can't quote this,
Bm
look bad as I sing it
D
I'm sick of you asking me how
Dm
G
it get I can bring it
Em
Twice as nice, twice as fat, no question
D
I have to feel the shit I'm saying
Dm
C
F
so I'll rap with the pet sense
D
Em
G
Em
And I test it,
D
it's bad for your health
Bm
D
Put your test and instruments
Dm
F
back to the shelf
G
Em
My mouth is new schoolin',
full of bag of buddha
D
Dm
Respecting the old,
F
E
but I bring you brand new
F#
The chips I keep in my
Fm
E
bag is fresh
F#
The chips I keep in my bag is
Fm
Fsus4
E
fresh
F#
The chips I keep in my
Fm
E
bag is fresh
F#
The chips I keep in my bag is
Fsus4
Eb
G
D
fresh
Em
I'm cool like that when
I represent the boat
Bm
D
And if you is a hoe then
Dm
F
I'ma take it to your door
G
D
So you can have a good
Em
D
Em
look and a good hug
D
And please don't let loose
Em
G
Em
In one way or another,
Bm
Em
Bm
I'm a cool brother
D
Dm
Before going out like that I'd
F#
D
G
rather go out like this
Em
Bm
I have the new kicks for
Dm
F
For the hoes I got the
Em
Bm
Mutombo is getting all
Em
Bm
the rebounds
F
G
I'm coming with the peace sound
D
Em
I'm blowing up the speakers,
Do like
Bossa
Rums and play the sound
C
F
G
of the ziggas
D
Em
What you's gonna do now?
D
Don't compare yours with mine
Dm
F
Dm
Cause you sound mad foul
G
D
Em
So think twice before stepping
Bm
D
You were told to look who's talking
F
C
F
Now look who's rapping
E
G
Em
The one that's somewhere up there
D
Dm
When performing might have to rap
It's like a mighty jet from
George
G
Em
Where's my bro -ah? I'm
D
chillin' with my cro -ah
Dm
I got the soul peps cause the
F
E
rapper pack is newer
F#
The chips I keep in my bag
Fm
F#
E
is fresh
F#
Fm
Fsus4
The chips I keep in my bag is fresh
E
F#
Fm
E
F#
Fsus4
Eb
G
D
G
Em
I'm never begging off from this chip like
D
Em
Heathcliff
Bm
D
Like
Janet
Dm
F
Jackson, sometimes I wonder if
G
D
I should be doing this,
Em
I should be shooting a
GIF
the answer's so fuckin' stiff
D
Em
But I'm a kid rappin' for
those who wanna listen
D
Dm
Those who gonna check my
D
Em
Those who realize my shit
is sittin' most hefty
Bm
D
Those who know I deserve
props most defty
Em
cool runnin' like a rasta rocket
D
Dm
When givin' up the funk,
F
I keep my rhymes in the pocket
Em
The rap market was waitin'
for this group to spark it
Black
Moon's already barkin' on the booth,
so fuck it
Em
on the lies just been told
D
I'ma let you know my name and
D
leave you in a cold like a soul
Em
When you step to this,
that's when you lose it
This cypher, I'm choosing to bring
the latest news in and I'm out
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