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Born Hustla chords by Chris Travis

  • Em

  • Bm

    2
  • Esus4

  • A

  • Bsus4

    2
  • Am

  • Asus2

  • B

    2
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Intro 1
(E minor)
(B minor) I was
Verse 1
(E minor) born a hustler,
(Esus4) I'm a rich ass (E minor) motherfucker
Pull (Esus4) (E minor) up in them demons,
they're hot cats, they smell like (A major) rubber
Might (E minor) get me a Beamer,
same color bag (A major) of (E minor) ruffles
Bitch, I'm armed and dangerous,
don't really do the scuffle
(B minor) All (E minor) black attire like a gothic up in (A major) Russia
I (E minor) fuck with that bitch,
but I vow to never love (Bsus4) her
I (E minor) fuck with them niggas,
but I know I cannot stress her
Got them pointers hittin',
leave them blinded, (A major) where the moves (A minor) at? (A major)
(E minor) Can 't figure me out, bitch,
I'm a million piece puzzle
Born from the south
where we get green and run amok -a
Cut (Asus2) you in a million dif (E minor) ferent pieces,
let you suffer
I won't have a reason,
leave them blood at six feet under (Asus2)
(E minor) I was born a hustler,
I'm a rich -ass motherfucker
Pull up in them demons,
yeah, I guess they smell like (Bsus4) rub ber
Might (E minor) get me a beamer,
same col (A major) or, bag of ruffles
(E minor) Bitch, I'm armed and dangerous,
I don't really do the scuffles
(A major) I'ma (E minor) let him guess it,
cause I know just how I taught him
He was finna run, but I'm a shark,
so yeah, I caught him
I'ma fuck these bitches,
I could say I never bought him
You can try this shit
and get left up up in a slaughter
Bitch, I'm number one
and I ain't never been (A major) a runner
You (E minor) can come up on me
and get kicked up like a punter
(B major) Ice (E minor) up on my neck,
but it get hot up in the summer
I can't give a fuck about no
bitch that think I (A major) fumble
Sip (E minor) pin' and drinkin' and thinkin',
I thinkin' I need me a day to chill
Fuck bout this shit, I'ma get to the money,
I need me a day to chill
Bitch, that lil' nigga ain't
talkin' bout nothin',
we need to go and take it, yeah
I'm not a dummy,
you hear what they tell me,
don't think you gon' make it, yeah
I was born a hustler,
I'm a rich -ass motherfucker
Pull up in them
Demons, yeah, her cats,
smell like (Bsus4) rub ber
Might (E minor) get me a beamer,
same color, (A major) bag of (E minor) ruffles
Bitch, I'm armed and dangerous,
I don't really do the scuffles (A major)
Outro 1
(E minor)
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