Tonart: B minor•
Intro 1
Bm
G
Bm
D
G
A
Bm
Verse 1
yeah, yeah
G
A
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
D
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Danger
But you just a bitch,
never gonna get rich
G
Matter fact, you's a snitch
Matter fact, you my bitch
Bm
Fucking blow out your mind
But you're already on
psych meds already
D
You the motherfucker who's
really fucking crazy
Jay -Z
Kanye
Drake
Em
Motherfuckers made a
Bm
mistake not signing me
Fuck you nigga, fuck you nigga,
fuck you nigga
Suck a dick, you're to that shit,
D
you're to that shit, you're to that shit
Kim, bowin' down to fuckin'
Leont 'e
Motherfuckin'
A
Bm
Drake ain't even got a fiance
He's just a slut for these
bitches to fuck
D
Always gettin' played out
with the dick in his mouth
G
Never gonna be number one,
D
Cause this motherfucker will
Em
get fuckin' shut down
Bm
I'm the baddest motherfucker
there ever fuckin' was
Call ya cuss, call ya blood,
D
I don't really give a fuck
G
I'm just raw, I'm just real,
I just tell you how I feel
And it's comin' from
A
Bm
K .O .D., wish you would, body me
Nigga, you ain't got no heart,
fake -ass nigga from the start
D
Never sold drugs, always was with thugs,
G
they did all the fuckin' work
A
All you did was fuckin' study down,
Biggie, really fuckin' told that shit
All you did was run around and bite
G
Fuckin' biter, not a writer,
not a writer, but a buyer
A
Cam 'ron told it fuckin' well,
Bm
yeah I know you fuckin' well
You's a motherfuckin' snail,
always crawlin', crawlin', crawlin'
D
Tryin' to get your little shot,
bottom line you wouldn't be hot
If
A
Biggie was still a fuckin' lot
D
Cause the motherfuckers came
Em
through and hit your yard
Bm
Hard, hard, hard in your heart
Cause you really wasn't ready,
you really wasn't ready
D
You really wasn't ready
G
Got fuckin' lucky, got fuckin' lucky
Like me with
Kevin
Lowes, but you couldn't
Bm
Fuck you nigga, fuck you nigga, fuckin'
Kanye
D
God damn, nigga, you time is fucked
But you keep on getting fucking,
G
fucking, fucking fucked up
Leave that alcohol alone
A
D
Come on, nigga, you just grown
What the fuck is this at
Bm
God damn, why'd you let
Trump put you out like that?
Got you wearing a red hat
D
Come on, nigga, you is black
G
That shit is whack, that shit is whack,
that shit is whack, that shit is whack
A
Matter of fact, all them niggas just bitches
Bm
All about getting riches
Supposed to be representing
for us brothers
D
You supposed to be telling the
fucking truth
G
Motherfucker, you not the truth
A
Motherfucker, you not bulletproof,
D
you just a motherfuckin' man
You ain't
Em
Jay -Z, motherfuckin', you crazy
Bm
Jay -Z is king of kings, lord of lords,
lord of lords, lord of lords, lord of lords
D
And he's my fuckin' sword,
G
a real fuckin' god, a real fuckin'
OSHA
A
Bm
Baby, baby, I'm fuckin'
Jay -Z
Get the fuck off my birthright,
you little sorry shit
D
Cause all you fuckin' do is suck
a whole lot of dicks
G
Everything that you got, fuckin'
D
Motherfucker, what you do?
Em
Look, these white folks enslave you
Bm
Make you fuckin' promote
some gay homo shit
Goddamn nigga,
D
you goin' around fuckin' suckin' dick
G
Low -life shit, straight low -life shit
Goddamn
Megan
You way better than now,
cause you fuckin' kept it real
D
Understand why you said that other shit,
the other shit
G
But just tell the truth,
A
that shit's fuckin' fuckin' far
D
Fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' far
Em
You know who told me?
Fuckin'
God
God said
Bm
Jay -Z need to change
his fuckin' name
Cause at the end of the day,
D
this nigga ain't nothin' but a lame
G
Be ashamed to even call
yourself that shit
What the fuck is wrong with you?
A
Bm
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You're nothing but a prostitute
A fucking whore, a fucking whore,
a fucking whore
D
Using you for they agenda, agenda, agenda
A
that's what the fuck you fucking are
D
Goddamn, how the fuck you become
Bm
Goddamn, man, goddamn, man
This shit's really fucking wild
Motherfucker, you don't know me,
God's child
G
Killed a man with a rock
And now I'm back on the block
And I'm comin' through,
A
Bm
and I'm hit tin' you niggas with a rock
The real fuckin' rock, the fuckin' church,
makin' bitch niggas hurt
D
Matter of fact, I wanna say right now,
fuck little derp
G
Bitch nigga, why don't you
A
come kill me with your own gun
D
I won't run, I won't run,
Em
pussy nigga, come get some
Bm
I'm really ready, I'm really ready,
I'm really off the fuckin' chain
All this shit that I'm fuckin'
God, man
G
Bring your army, bring your crew, ready for you,
what the fuck you wanna do?
A
Bm
Matter of fact, hell nah, bitch niggas,
I'm comin' to you
D
Shittin' on you in your face, in your face,
in your face, in your face, in your face
G
I ain't worried about catchin' no case
y 'all all disgraced
D
Fuckin' black men, black men
Em
Bm
You got handled by a camp
Goddamn
Kanye
Why'd you marry a whore,
why'd you marry a whore?
D
Come on, why'd you marry a whore?
G
How many niggas been to your door?
How many niggas slept in your bed,
A
slept in your bed, slept in your bed?
Bm
You heard what fuckin'
Drake said
And
Drake just did that shit just to
make you fuckin' mad
D
Just to make you fuckin' mad
Crazy, crazy, crazy
Yeah,
But
A
D
I'ma tell your bitch ass a fuckin' part
Em
Cause you been gettin' bitch way
Bm
from the fuckin' start
Everybody got a piece of that ass
Am I wrong?
Am I wrong?
D
Listen to every fuckin' song
G
This and this, this and that
This and this, this and that
A
But all you had to fuckin' do
Bm
Is lay flat on your back
Niggas was tearin' yo ass up
And you never said shit
I got a fuckin' tight ghost rider
G
So this ride is gonna rip, y 'all
A
You didn't do it by yourself
D
That was fuckin' somebody else
Em
That was fucking somebody else
Bm
You never was lit, bottom line
J -Pens never felt your shit
Bitch and you got a dope
D
ghostwriter
G
Ghostwriter, dare you nigga
Come, come, come freestyle
Fucking me
And I guarantee you
A
Bm
I'm gonna rise to the
T .O .P
Go toe -to -toe with me, nigga
Bitch, go toe -to -toe with me, nigga
D
Bitch, go toe -to -toe with me
Bitch, on a fucking freestyle
Let's fucking do it
Let's go to
A
D
Hot 97 and freestyle
Em
All for beats, all for beats
Bm
You cannot fuck with me
Jay -Z cannot fuck with me
Kanye, he even only got a ghostwriter
D
Man, that shit fuckin' hurt
G
Goddammit, fuck a lil' dirt
Freestyle for me, bitch
Freestyle for me, bitch
A
Let's do this shit, let's do this shit
Bm
Let's see who's really fuckin' lit
Cause everything's comin' crazy
But you just a bitch
Never gonna get rich
G
Matter of fact, you's a snitch
A
Matter of fact, you my bitch
D
I'll fuck you up anytime
Em
Fuckin' blow out your mind
Bm
But you're already on
psych meds already
You the motherfucker who's
Jay -Z
Fuck that, fuck that
Kanye
A
Fuck that, fuck that trick
Bm
Motherfuckers made a mistake,
Outro 1
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Bm
Em
Bm
D
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D
Em
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