Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
F#m
And this is
Rival
Now.
C#
You gotta take one thing away
from this tape.
D
You gotta take away the free money of
Pimp
C.
Most requested,
C#
Dirty
E
F#m
South, yeah!
I hear him talking,
but he about to get that ass stomped.
C#
Watch I get the club crumped,
I'ma make him stomp.
D
We ain't playing on the front,
get that ass stomped.
C#
D
Do it like them
Dirty
C#
South boys doing stomp.
F#m
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break it home.
C#
Where you from?
Who the boss?
Let me break it off
D
Where you from?
Who the boss?
I'ma break it off
C#
D
Where you from?
Who the boss?
Let me break it off
F#m
I'm
Cadillacin' through the hood, sittin' on 24
C#
TV's playin', rims spinnin',
blowin' plenty trolls
D
Don't have to mention when you pimpin',
you get plenty hoes
It's all on you if you gon' trick
C#
or you gon' get your dough
F#m
I know I got these haters mad,
I can love that
C#
When you got love for the street,
they give your love back
D
Look in my eyes,
you can tell I ain't never scared
C#
D
Poppin' them thangs,
C#
I'm rockin' my chain anywhere
F#m
If you don't represent your hood,
what you waitin' on?
C#
Security better back up
when they play this song
D
And we about 50 strong,
please don't make us do you wrong
My clique of gorillas, they got they
C#
G units on
F#m
All of that mean muggin' really
don't mean nothin'
C#
Come on and take it outside,
let me see somethin'
D
W -w -w -what now?
Don't give a b -b -buff down
Stop all that hatin' of this club,
C#
gon' get your shut down
D
Now where you from, who the boss?
C#
F#m
I'ma break him off
C#
D
Where you from, who the boss?
C#
F#m
Let me break him off
I hear him talkin',
but he bout to get that ass off
C#
Watch I get the club crunk,
I'ma make him stop
D
We ain't playin' on the front,
get that ass off
C#
D
Do it like them dirty south
F#m
boys doin' stuff
Now where you from, who the boss?
I'ma break him off
C#
Now where you from, who the boss?
Let me break him off
D
Where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break it off
C#
D
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break it off
F#m
I'm
Hunter
Parris, I'm with
Chess, I'm so true to this
C#
Task
Force got my best, I got a new bitch
D
Bad table talk shit, but I'm too legit
C#
D
A million dollars at a time
C#
D
F#m
till I'm su per rich
Kemp's boy
G, you ain't fuck who you get
C#
Has your nieces and your nephews,
who the shit
D
Real niggas see the difference
between you and this
C#
Me gettin' beat down, that's ludicrous
F#m
Run the streets of
Spain to
C#
McCannville
Nigga, all you gettin'
is ridin' the danger field
D
No respect, I'm a vet, you can bet that
I caused some cases,
C#
but it's just a minor setback
F#m
And if I have to get some time,
I'll be right back
C#
With some buys and some
tries and a six -pack
D
We hit the door,
watch all the twists and every get -back
They know we can do it like the
Roach and
Wick -back
C#
F#m
C#
You know who make the trap bump,
like the
F#m
K -Refrom
This chopper hit your bitch and
C#
wish he got your ass on
F#m
I keep talking but he about
to get that ass on
C#
Watch I get the club crump,
I'ma make him scoff
D
We ain't playing on the front,
get that ass on
Do it like them dirty south
C#
F#m
boys doing stuff
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
C#
Now where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
D
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
Where you from?
C#
Who the boss?
D
Motherfucker,
F#m
I'm a monster in this game
Similar to the
Loch
C#
Ness, my rhymes are nappy -rooted
Some verses gotta process,
D
the truth in this booth
Ain't no doubts when I'm rappin',
if I say it, I've either done it
C#
D
C#
Or it's bout to happen,
F#m
when I pull up in the
Louis truck
On 26's, people dumb out,
C#
if life's a crap game
I'm rollin' sevens on the come out,
D
these rappers think I'm ignorant
Love sayin' my name,
C#
cause maintainin' my fish tank
And they house cost the same,
F#m
ask me, I'll say I made it
And it sure wasn't luck,
C#
because hustlers relate to me
and some are younger than
Buck.
D
You see, I'm married to my music,
but we got a prenup.
So if that bitch don't act right,
C#
I'm still getting my cut.
F#m
My deals never get screwed.
My contracts practice abstinence.
C#
A master in this program hazing
these undergraduates.
D
So
Pippin, be easy.
Quit catching feelings,
because you're worth a couple
hundred grand,
C#
and I'm worth millions.
Nobody's thinking about you, plus
your beef ain't legit.
So please stay off the
TIP, oh my dear.
F#m
I ain't talking,
but he's about to get that ass up
C#
Watch I get the club crunk,
I'ma make him stop
D
We ain't playing on the front,
get that ass up
C#
D
C#
Do it like them dirty south boys doing
F#m
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
C#
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
D
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
F#m
To the haters,
C#
D
don't think I don't hear you talking
I'm from
Philly, and I repped the
A, since 96, if you don't like it,
kiss my motherfuckin'
ass.
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