Dear Hip-Hop chords by J.R. Writer

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Verse 1
G
Am
Okay, 1, 2.
G
I gotta see, I gotta see
how I'ma come at this track, man.
C
I don't really know. Let me think.
G
Am
Uh, I got it, uh.
G
Dear Hip Hop,
I know that I've been goin' a bit
Am
bepawtin' in my step
And left you with the corniest
G
rappers
ever put on a spit
Am
Them cats are not at all a sick
C
G
So I got some raw for ya,
Am
come and get a snort of this
G
This some corner shit
before I was at all a dip
Am
An d I played the studio
on Amsterdam in 45th
G
before the flying saucer whipped
D
And I had to walk the strip, all the lifts,
hop the cab,
G
cause I couldn't af ford a lift
Ain't no need for falling back
whenever every song is cracked
Am
Pickups, stickups,
you got me out of all of that
G
It's more than rap, far from that,
born where it started at
C
G
Wasn't for this, I'd be down
Am
with my man Cartier
G
Doing up to 12 years,
my moms'll have a heart attack
Am
Staying at the prison walls
G
cause I had to home an d catch
Sometimes it's harder than that,
Am
I ain't got to lie at all
D
I do this for my OG's
Am
G
and homies behind the wall
To my co -D, you know me,
Am
I'm grindin' hard till you home free
A parolee and it's time to ball,
G
I'm too loud to fall
Am
Throwin' these metaphors,
C
G
Am
got me fit to go toe to toe like a pedicure
G
I'm extra raw, the kind of rapper
you ain't met before
Am
G
Upset the ball, I mess around
Am
G
and take your set the wall
Better be extra sure, I'll get you created
Am
Dm
D
To keep it funky,
Am
G
I ain't with the 52 faking
Lil' dude tatin' like I ain't
the rawest thing
Am
Behind them Judith Lieber
shades with the Swarovski bling
G
Or some torture chain,
Am
that's what the fortune bring
C
To all my peoples,
G
Am
here's the chorus, sing
G
Ain't no nicer, ain't no better,
I'm nicer than whoever
Am
It's right, it's black forever,
we all riding out together
G
Despite the stormy weather,
my sight is on the chatter
Am
Dm
D
I've been gone for a minute,
Dm
D
G
so I'm writing you this letter
Ain't no nicer, ain't no better
I'm nicer than whoever
Am
It's right, it's black forever
We all riding out together
G
Despite the stormy weather
Our sight is on the cheddar
C
I've been gone for a minute
Am
So I'm writing you this letter
G
Come on, come on, hands up
Am
Come on, come on, everybody
G
Come on, come on
Am
D
And if you know this song,
then sing along
G
Hands up, come on
Regardless of the winning
I thank God that I'm living
Am
I came a long way
Let me start from the beginning,
G
since Aura's been an infant
C
He's been trying to spit it for him,
G
somebody pass me my wet wipes
Am
G
I'm shitting on him, get up yawning,
I'm sleeping on the game
Am
Wipe the coal out my eyes
to see it ain't the same
G
It's rearranged and changed,
Am
so I gotta bring it back
Dm
D
I ain't swallow any narcotics,
G
but I'm spitting crack
Where your lyrics at?
Lyrically the kid is that
Am
Mack with the limping hat,
you ain't know a pimp can rap
G
Use a chimp perhaps,
or one of the men in black
C
G
Flash that light in your eyes,
Am
and you don't remember Jack
G
Put the kids to nap,
every time you spit is whack
Am
Probably live a simple life
with all them little simple rats
G
It's that kind of shit to have them
Am
How you think of that,
Dm
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you couldn't think of this
Dm
If you thought till your
G
temple cracked
Am
Come on, hands up, come on
G
Come on, everybody, come on
Come on
Am
C
And if you know this song,
G
then sing along
Am
G
Hands up, ain't no nicer, ain't no better
I'm nicer than whoever,
Am
it's right, it's black forever
We all riding out together,
G
despite the stormy weather
Our sight is on the cheddar,
Dm
I've been gone for a minute
G
So I'm writing you this letter,
ain't no nicer, ain't no better
I'm nicer than whoever,
Am
it's right, it's black forever
We all riding out together,
G
despite the stormy weather
Our sight is on the cheddar,
C
I've been gone for a minute
G
Am
So I'm writing you this letter,
G
Am
G
Am
G
come on
You
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