How Much (CD Version)

Einfache Gitarrenakkorde für How Much (CD Version) von Top Authority

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  • Verse 1
    Cm
    Am
    G

    Yeah, top authority in the house
    Bm
    D

    for the ninth trade
    Dm

    Hittin' them hard once again and lettin' them
    Am

    know what's really goin' on
    G
    Bm

    An d how it's blacks gettin' fucked
    Dm

    all around in the system

    Yeah, I'm about fed up with them hoes
    Am

    With this police brutality
    Em
    Dm

    that's killin' blacks

    Whites killin' blacks and

    it's blacks killin' blacks
    Am

    And it's fuckin' crack
    Em
    Dm

    killin' blacks, man

    How much shit could a nigga take?

    You know what I'm sayin'?
    Am

    You better wise up and
    Em
    Dm

    realize you can 't trust

    Mr.

    Blue

    Eyes
    C
    Am

    Cause a real nigga from the ghetto,

    he'll tell it how it is
    Dm

    Yo, shot, lay it on him

    I'm a shicker than niggas take from

    Mr.

    Blue

    Eyes

    Tellin' me nothin' but true lies
    Am

    Blue

    Clucks,
    Dm

    Klan, and the

    Scots

    Got my people livin' po'

    Down in the fuckin' ghetto
    Am

    How can I trust a man that I
    Em
    Dm

    never could trust before?

    Never have, never will
    Em

    So you know I still diss him
    Am

    Fuck every president it is
    Dm

    Until we get that system

    In the meantime, I got my niggie,

    niggie not
    Am

    Let's go searchin' for some redneck
    Em
    Dm

    to see what we can find

    I'm tired of livin' my life the right way
    Am

    I'm tired of doin' every single
    Dm

    motherfuckin' thing the white man say

    It's time to get a piece of that cake
    Em

    How much shit can a nigga take?
    Am

    Flex got the text,
    Dm

    so yo, let's get them fuckin' hoes straight

    And all you niggas killin' each other,
    Am

    it ain't too late to get along
    Em

    Cause how they did us
    Dm

    and doin' us is wrong

    What's goin' on in the

    USA?

    I think the

    White
    Am

    House is makin'

    G's
    Em
    Dm

    Boomin' leaks through fuckin' keys a day

    But the

    A's got the stories untold

    We won't fold,
    Em

    no need to sell out the go -go
    Dm

    Just do them hoes like they did us

    And
    Am

    God we trust, that made a nigga
    Dm

    bite the fuckin' dust

    But what goes around comes around
    Em

    and here's the payback
    Am

    This is all the shit you done
    Em
    Dm

    did to the blacks, huh

    Cause niggas in the hood is fed up,

    I'm fed up
    Am
    Em

    T .A. is fed up,
    Dm

    how much shit can a nigga take?
    C

    Yeah, you know I'm tired of
    Dm
    Am

    blacks getting treated like dirt
    Em
    Dm

    I done took in all I could take

    It's time for niggas to start lokin' up
    Am

    You've seen what they did to

    Rodney

    King, I'm

    Alex

    Brim
    Dm

    And every other victim of racism
    Em
    Am

    But I ain't gon' hold them hoes up,

    though
    Dm

    I'm ready to go to war if

    that's what it takes

    Yo,

    Flex, come down on them hoes and
    Em

    let them know how you feel
    Dm

    I'm a shit killer, nigga, nigga, take
    Em
    Am

    Give me 10 to 20,
    Em

    set my ass upstate
    Dm

    Because I'm about fatter,

    but I'm not gonna give in
    Am

    They wanna lock me up in a pen

    and throw away the key
    Dm

    Because of my fuckin' skin

    I'm under surveillance 24 -7,

    and I'm being hunted
    Am

    If you're black,
    Em

    you figure your soul ain't crack or
    Dm

    America's most wanted

    But I ain't the one to be looking for
    Am

    Just because I'm black,
    Em
    Dm

    they don't like me, and I don't like five folks

    Get up against the car, nigga
    Am

    Get up against the car right now!
    Em

    Get up against the car
    Dm

    That's what I go through every

    day from trying to get society's help
    Am

    But I'm looked at as a victim
    Em
    Dm

    in society with a bad rep

    Hated since a kid,
    Em

    I never did get along with the
    Am

    L .A .W.

    But now take a look at
    Em
    Dm

    who's fucking who

    Cause I'm hittin' them hard

    from the dark side
    Am

    Feel the whistle, my chain on my shit

    Could a nigga take me
    Dm

    for first and side

    Cause they steady ridin'

    on the dizz -ax
    Am

    Coppers hated that we

    made it to see
    Dm

    Two black peacocks rollin' jack

    Tryin' to bring me down, but here I come
    Am

    Like a disease, I'm for sure my 38's
    Dm

    My cure, if you want some

    Finally at last, I'm tired of bein' harassed

    For doin' nothin' and gettin'
    Am

    a rougher from the problem
    Em

    So
    Dm

    I'ma break em' off some

    You know I'm tired of bein' harassed
    Em
    Am

    Cops all on my ass
    Em
    Dm

    They need to stand back and get my

    nuts and breezes on

    I'm like, damn, could a black
    Am

    man make some money legit?
    Dm

    Shawty, tell him about that shit

    How much shit can a nigga take? I just wanna

    send my black ass upstate
    Am
    Dm

    They think I'm still sellin' weight,

    suck a sap, even got my phone tapped

    But no, I don't sell dope,
    Em

    I bust a funky dope
    Dm

    Raps finally gettin' paid legit on you

    motherfuckin' bitches

    Rollin' through the strip in my 9 -8
    Am
    Dm

    Hittin' switches in the troopers

    They hate to see a nigga rollin'

    so they pull him over
    Am
    Dm

    My homie didn't know me when I drove a

    Nova

    Ain't that a picture,

    nigga, can't have a shit decent
    Am

    That's why I'm leavin' the booth
    Em
    Dm

    with sad news at the police precinct

    With the recent incident that

    happened the other day
    Am

    Them bitches pulled me over as soon as
    Em
    Dm

    I got on the fuckin' highway

    Saw the lights flashin', so I stopped
    Em
    Dm

    Here comes two cops,
    Em
    Dm

    one with his hand on his fuckin' glock

    Forgot my license at the crib and

    gettin' treated like a thug

    Out the car,
    Em

    I'm drunk and got that treatment of that
    Dm

    Billy

    Club

    Fell down to the ground and

    heard him laugh

    Had flashbacks to
    Am

    Rodney

    King
    Em

    So I pulled out my shit and
    Dm

    started to blast it

    Cause with these crooked

    cops I'm fed up
    Am

    Motherfuck the feds

    Instead it's time we blow some
    Dm

    motherfucking heads up

    The only way we gonna get peace

    Is by the peace

    Instead of getting beat down
    Em

    in the streets
    Dm

    By the police

    I tell you this

    Do you hoes face

    I'm tired of the feds on my dickhead
    Em
    Dm

    How my shit turn

    I done took it all I can take it
    Em

    When push come to shove I hate
    Dm

    Them weak ass coppers with badges
    Em
    Dm

    And them coppers down to fake

    Like for instance,

    Rodney

    King did a thing in bed
    Em
    Am

    That's why when I think of fed,

    I think of pumping lead
    Em
    Dm

    In somebody's head

    Cause every night it has me

    waking up from a dream
    Am

    And having flashbacks of

    me being cracked
    Em

    Just like

    Rodney

    King
    Dm
    Em

    And I thought it would get better later
    Am

    But as I sit on my

    TV screen
    Em
    Dm

    The other 12 or 6 were spectators

    Just waiting to see what's

    gonna happen next
    Am

    But now who got the camera?
    Em

    Cause now they looking for flex
    Dm

    Waiting for me to do wrong

    Like doing this song
    Am

    But waiting to catch me do
    Em

    ing 60 in a 65 zone
    Dm

    expecting I'm that criminal, cause I'm black and rolling,
    Em
    Dm

    wish I gunning day low, in my 71,
    Em

    Monte
    Dm

    Car lo, and pushing the pedal to the

    floor, so you can get that plate,
    Em

    oh damn, how much you could
    Dm

    a nigga take?

    You know,
    Em

    you motherfuckers should've just
    Dm

    bowed out to the black fist,
    Em
    Dm

    we done laid the pavement you hoes walking on,
    Em
    Dm

    400 years, blood, sweat, and tears,
    Em
    Dm

    and the shit's still going on here today now,
    Em

    this bullshit's got to stop,
    Am

    only way blacks gonna get what they want,
    Em
    Dm

    It's the tape, so in the meantime,
    G

    fuck the president, fuck the system, fuck
    Em

    America
    Dm

    I'm fed up with you all, you know
    Em
    Dm
    A
    Dm

    How much shit can a nigga take?

    Take me up outta here,
    G
    A
    Dm

    GV
    G
    Em
    A
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    Dm
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    A
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    G

    Dm

    G

    G
    Em
    Dm
    G

    Em



    I'll see you

    Bye

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