Big Gangsta chords by Kevin Gates
Verse 1
Am
Em
Put the soda on it, see what it
Am
Em
do
Am
Em
(Yeah) Yeah, all night, all night
Am
Em
A hunnid of 'em just sold
it all (all night)
(Take it, cook it soft)
Am
Em
(Drop all on it, pouring all,
Am
all and all)
Em
Ay, whatever tell nigga to bring me my pink phone,
ya heard me?
Am
Em
A hunnid of 'em just sold it all
Verse 2
Am
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta,
Em
Am
I turn her out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of
C
'em, just sold it all
Am
Surrounded by the angels,
Em
G
diamonds on when I'm talkin' love
Am
She wanna be my lil' baby but
G
I'm afraid to fall in love
Am
She say, "I only get excited when
Em
the pack touch down"
Am
Pray that we don't don't get
Em
indicted in the trap uptown
Am
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta,
G
Am
I turn her out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of
Em
'em, just sold it all
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Verse 3
Em
Am
Hold up, gimme that money, lil' nigga
Em
Am
You knowin' that I'ma
Em
do right with it
Am
Private charter,
Em
they snortin' that tartar
Am
Em
I got 'em surrounded by white women
Am
Em
I got 'em looking like Paris Hilton
C
Am
Each one of my teeth got a
Em
carat in it (bling)
Ay, I think my plug racist (why is that?)
All he send is white (let's go)
Am
They going dumb in the slum
where I'm from
Got a drum on a gun like a
G
pair titties
Am
They say that I'm makin'
a major mistake
Em
For deliverin' weight but I barely listen
Am
I got a play that I'm 'bout to go make
G
For like 200k in a matter of minutes
Am
I can remember the day when
the shit was a shame
And I didn't even have a penny
G
Am
Brand new apartment
and we couldn't afford
G
No new furniture, put us a mattress in it
Am
Went broke in the mall,
I was tryna keep up
G
With a image and still had to stack and get it
Am
My daughter turned one on a Sunday,
next mornin' on Monday
I had to go back to prison
My woman was pregnant with Khaza
I put it in throttle and got a new pack delivered
Em
My sister was cryin',
Am
she want a new body
Em
I went and got her some ass delivered
Am
Grind independently,
Em
showin' no sym pathy
C
Am
Em
Don't let the industry gas a nigga
Went bought me some diamonds,
Am
I did it for Mazi
C
Am
Em
But I never really been flashy with it
Am
Kickin' myself in the ass
Em
Am
I went tatted the face of a snake
Em
on the back of my kidney
Verse 4
Em
Shit, I give any man a chance
Am
Em
ya heard me
But once you show me a flaw,
that fall back game in full effect
Am
Em
Look, you can leave your gun in the car,
dick
Am
Em
Luca Brasi, I'ma speak for him
Verse 5
Am
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta,
Em
Am
I turn her out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of
C
'em, just sold it all
Am
Surrounded by the angels,
G
diamonds on when I'm talkin' love
Am
She wanna be my lil' baby but
G
I'm afraid to fall in love
Am
She say, "I only get excited when
Em
G
the pack touch down"
Am
Pray that we don't don't get
Em
indicted in the trap uptown
Am
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta,
G
Am
I turn her out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of
Em
'em, just sold it all
Verse 6
Am
These nigga showing me anger,
Em
they takin' it out on me
Am
Em
Hit the booth after I hang up
Am
Em
with Maceió Hazis
Am
I really fuck with dude, for real
Em
Disruptive behavior eluded me (I did)
Am
Was truly been given a taste,
Em
considered this taste
Am
Em
For knowin' what foolish is (let's go)
Am
O.C. on the road when the coca was slow
G
But I still was on go, I was movin' pills
Am
Money discussion,
ain't asking a nigga for nothin'
You look like a fool, for real
Em
Am
Thumbin' through hunnids
attemptin' to limit
Consumption of drinkin',
G
I'm through with this
Am
Caught me a head in a few attempts
Coppin' the gat with a coolin'
G
kit (let's go)
Am
Depressin' as hell when you
step on a scale
Goddamn, I got fat,
G
I done grew some tits (man, I got fat)
Am
'Posed to be a Muslim but
they started judgin' me
G
Laser removing the crucifix
Am
I hit Rodeo I'm not on the payroll,
G
I shout to Laredo to do it big (ay, wassup?)
Am
Shout out to players who
movin' bricks
Breakin' the package down,
Em
boomin' knicks (let's go)
Am
I throw you a four- way, two for six
G
Stand on the jacket, I'm too legit
Am
I stand in the kitchen and do the foo'
Weigh on the digi one, two to six
C
Am
Scrapin' the dish, she get her a push on a pipe and say,
G
"Superman do exist"
Am
Movin' the wrist that's movie shit
Ain't moving like them,
G
that's goofy shit
Am
Caught me a blessin' 'cause
I'm a perfectionist
G
Shawty petite and her booty big
Am
Tell 'em it's wonder this shit turnin'
peoples into zombies
And I don't approve of this
G
Am
I got what you want,
G
I deliver the fungus up under the trunk of the Honda Civic
Am
My partner denied me, his bitch
start to bite me
He didn't want me to fuck her with
G
Em
Am
it (well, damn)
Em
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta, I turn
Verse 7
Am
Em
her out with that foreign love
Am
Em
Am
Cocaina slanga, a
Em
hunnid of 'em, just sold it all
Am
Em
Surrounded by the angels,
Am
Em
diamonds on when I'm talkin' love
Am
Em
She wanna be my lil' baby but
Am
Em
I'm afraid to fall in love
Am
Em
She say, "I only get excited
Am
Em
when the pack touch down"
Pray that we don't don't get
Am
Em
indicted in the trap up town
Am
Em
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta,
Em
Am
I turn her out with that foreign love
Em
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of 'em,
Em
just sold it all
Big Gangsta
Kevin Gates
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