Broke A** N****s (Snippet) chords by Tyrese
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Verse 1
(A minor) (C major) (B major) (A minor)
What's up, y 'all?
You know you've reached.
Do me a favor,
leave me a message after the tone,
and as soon as I'm able to
call you back,
I'll hit you back.
If I don't call you right back,
I'm probably traveling.
Alright, God bless you.
I'm tired of these broke -ass niggas
callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home,
leave a message after the tone
Man, I'm tired of these broke
-ass niggas
callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home,
leave a message after the tone
I just got off a 12 -hour flight from London
As soon as I land, it never fails,
somebody needs something
I think this money bag's a gift and a curse
It's like the more I make,
the begging get worse
It's not that Tyrese or Black
Ty was born in money
I was tired of being broke,
damn hungry and lonely
I was thinking I should go ahead
and rob me a nigga
I'm trying to work,
they don't wanna give a job to a nigga
So I had to get out and make
something of myself
Nobody ever gave a fuck about me,
all I had was myself
Every night I went to sleep
with my pen and my pad
I'm trying to get some of that money
Snoop and Ice Cube had N .W .A.
was on some gangster shit
And Snoop made it alright
to call a woman a bitch
Damn, I wanna be just like
them when I grow up
I wanna rhyme about some gangster shit
Like corrupt
It turned out that God had
a whole nother (G major) plan
He took his hands an (A minor) d led me to
a place called Promise Land
I can't believe some of my day
one niggas ain't here
We was all dead broke
before I had a career
Then came the hate,
all the jealousy and envy
The only niggas I still fuck with
got their own identity
They ain't ridin' around
on Tyree's dick
Talkin' shit about my family
and tryin' to count my chips
The moral of the story,
if you want it, go and get it
Stop blowin' up my phone, motherfuckers,
cause I ain't givin' you
Man, I'm of these broke -ass niggas
callin' my phone
I ain't gon' ever be home,
leave a message after the tone
Make sure I call you back
Man I'm tired of these
broke ass niggas
callin' my phone
Make sure you leave me a message
I ain't go ever be home
leave a message after the tone
I'll call you back, God bless you
My nigga what up boy,
Reese what up my nigga
Aye, I hate to call you with this shit dog
I'm like 3 months behind on my car note
And he bout to repossess my shit you know
I know you got it, my n***a,
just call me back and let me know
if I can come through there
and pick it up
Outro 1
Alright, my n***a, hit me back, mwah
(A minor)
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