Kunci: A major
Verse 1
Bb
You know what man? I'm tired of playing these games,
man. I'm sick of holding my tongue.
So ready or not,
F#
F#
here I come.
And I got a whole lot of shit to say.
F#
A
And this is just the perfect
way for me to get it off.
You can run,
F#
but you can't hide, no bluffing.
There's no escaping when you get caught
in a general mom's clutch.
You thought your show was hot,
F#
but really it was n't.
move the crowd like it's nothing.
A
Now for less, start from scratch,
F#
my skills are hard to match
Bdim
I don't care what you heard,
you're listening to partial facts
Unless you can rhyme like how
Bm
Dm
You're gonna have a hard time up against me,
Bb
Bbdim
you pussy don't get slapped, bitch
F#
Cause it's clear you haven't
Bb
Dm
practiced trying to attack this
Bb
That's an extremely high fat risk
Edim
Bbdim
Have you up against a
F#
A
wall like your package
Dm
Bb
Dm
So I know that nigga on stage, that's
Bb
Mitch
And that's right,
A
but that's a name I used in my past
F#
A
Like, niggas act like
General
Moe ain't got his crap tight
Edim
E
I bring more funk than an
Bbdim
I shine like a lamp light,
Bb
Dm
allowing me to get more green than the cats.
A
E
A
E
A
E
A
Ain't too many real ones, can't
Dm
kill none that's ready to die.
F#
A
E
Ain't too many real ones out there,
Bb
Dm
ready to die.
Bb
Edim
E
Ain't too many real ones,
A
Dm
can't kill none that's ready to die.
A
E
Ain't too many real ones out there,
C
And all you so -called players roll around
A
F#
A
Like you the hot shit,
you need to stop it
You're by the side of
Zip -a -da -piss
Brag cause you're with them
Dm
But would that shit really
happen if you didn't
drop chips?
F#
What's the real reason you cop a
Benz?
Bm
Rolling with your friends on
your 26 inch rims
On a busy block you stop
Bb
Dm
Get a grand from a hunny to let
them know you got money
Bb
Edim
But let's talk about guns
F#
C#m
the main attraction
Dm
You're a killer, man, whatever,
okay, you're packing
F#
A
You think I give a shit, you see more
straps in a straitjacket
Bb
Dm
I'm attached to the same bracket,
but I ain't bragging
Edim
E
A
what the fuck is going on?
E
F#
Did I miss a meeting where they
A
Dm
were handing out egos?
Like it was free gold,
A
this shit's annoying like mosquitoes
E
F#
A
I'm sick of seeing people,
Negroes, lost like
Nemo
A
E
Ain't too many real ones
A
E
A
Dm
Edim
E
Ain't too many real ones out there
A
Dm
A
E
Edim
E
Dm
F#
Bbdim
F#
And ladies, don't think y
made it through the thick of it
Dm
Most of y 'all are hypocrites
and I'm getting sick of it
Bbdim
Dat ing a man for his money
A
like you the shit and shit
but they're hard to find like a chicken's dick
E
So fuck around and sign a contract
F#
A
deal for a couple mil
Dm
All over the place, in your face,
open your cup of spill
E
F#
A
E
Ladies, you can try if you want,
F#
A
I'm only up the hill
Dm
But I'm hard to crack,
tough as steel, like my
Uncle
Will
E
A
E
These women will do anything
A
F#
just to be by your side
A
Dm
Cause the prize is a piece of the pie
when they become your bride
E
Bbdim
We tell little lies,
Dm
Bb
Dm
While y 'all tell lies, like don't be surprised,
E
Just because your front is silk
F#
Bb
Don't make me laugh, you hoe,
Dm
Bb
I see past your crafty goal
C
E
Tricking me to think that
Dm
You think I'm gonna let you in a position
to take half my dough?
E
A
F#m
You better think again, bitch.
Outro 1
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E
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Dm
E
A
Dm
E
Bbdim
Dm
Bb
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