Diamond chords by Blacastan

SimplifiedF · C · Em

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Verse 1
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 (F major) Yo, yo,  (C major) yo, I mighta run in the store  (F major) real quick,
you want somethin'?
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Yeah,  (C major) yo, yo, let  (F major) me get it on the show,
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I'll be right back,  (C major) yo,
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Yeah, hurry up (F major) ,  man.
You might tell my shorty father, man.
Ay, yo, I went to the bodega, the cop of
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 (C major) Carson
Vega
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 (F major) I walked in, they bumpin'
Mambo
No. 5,
Louie
Vega
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I said, papa, dime uno coca  (C major) -cola
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He  (F major) reached  (C major) around the counter (F major) ,
then he pulled out a pistola
He said, yo,
Black, you be fuckin' round with
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 (C major) Chola
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 (F major) I  said, yo,
Pops, I didn't know that was your daughter
I really like to check out the
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Nikes  (C major) that I bought  (F major) her
Air
Force
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One, size six  (C major) an d a half
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Yo,  (F major) shorty man slim,
but she thick in the ass
She got the cap, pointin' my way,
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y 'all hope  (C major) he don't blast
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 (F major) Yo, pops, let's talk it over,
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put it back in the stash  (C major)  (F major) 
Ayo, yo, pops in our business
Em 
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He's  (E minor)  (F major) in our business
Can't you see,
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that your pop's  (C major) tryin'  (F major) to end this?
Ayo, yo, pops in our business
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He's in our  (C major) business
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Can't you see,  (F major) girl,
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that your pop's  (C major) tryin' to  (F major) end this?
Uh, I guess
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Papi got  (C major) over the fact
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That  (F major) his daughter
Puerto
Em 
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Rican and  (E minor) the nigga be  (F major) black
It's like a ghetto jungle fever,
but I ain't
Spike
Lee
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 (C major) If  (F major) I get locked,
I know shorty gon' write me
And send flicks too
Put my niggas ass locked on
with the rest of the crew
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Been doing this  (C major) for a while
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Yo,  (F major) I love butter pecans,
I ain't changing my style
Matter fact,
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I want one of y 'all to have my chow  (C major) 
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 (F major) Yo, your pops be  (C major) buggin' for real, man
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Aiming  (F major) guns at niggas
The moral of the story,
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true love  (C major) be blind I'm  (F major) trying to find a wifey with a good mind
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 (C major) Fuck a dime,  (F major) 
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pretty ones will fuck you over  (C major) every time
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Put my  (F major) diamonds in the rough
while I write this rhyme
Em 
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Fallen stars hit earth, but  (E minor) they still  (C major) shine
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Em 
 (F major) Love defeats all standing the  (E minor) test of time
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And  (F major) this love is crafted
from the best design
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 (C major) So  (F major) tell me why your pops keep stressing his mind,
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huh?  (C major)  (F major) 
Ayo!
ya pops in our business
Em 
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He's  (E minor)  (F major) in our business
Can't you see girl,
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that ya pop's  (C major) tryna  (F major) end this
Ayo!
Ya pops in our business
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He's in our  (C major) business
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Can (F major) 't ya  (C major) see  (F major) girl,
Em 
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Em 
that ya pop's tryna end this  (E minor)  (C major)  (F major)  (E minor) 
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Yeellow!  (F major)  (C major)  (F major) 
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Em 
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 (F major)  (C major)  (F major)  (E minor)  (F major) 
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Em 
 (C major)  (F major)  (C major)  (F major)  (C major)  (F major)  (E minor) 
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 (F major)  (C major)  (F major) 
We never had a car, we were very rare,
We always in debt.
We never had enough to eat.
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I could never  (F major) keep a job. hated
working for other people.
I hated working...
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 (F major) 