Federal chords by E-40
Verse 1
Am
F
C
Am
[E-
40]
Don't cha' know...
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top
of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em' like that therapy,
E
don't cha' know
Am
Fuckin' em' like that there beats,
G
don't cha' know
Am
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of
the line rhyme,
C
Fuckin' em' like that
Am
therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats,
C
I'm just a hustler
Am
[Verse 1] I'm goin' federal,
Verse 2
Am
justice ain't no damn
miracle
G
Am
Fuckin' em' up like that,
C
puttin' in work something terrible
Am
So before you mention to step to me
You better get up on my history
G
I'm known to the world as
Am
Mr. F- L- A- M- be
C
- O- why- A- N- T
Am
Killin' motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin' em' down mutual
Spittin' that ol' playa,
gangsta shit
C
Tryin' to maintain a strong grip
Am
V- Town, California where I
was born and raised since
C
1979 I been a hustler on the go
Am
Pop- pos want to harass
Me and my Keesh I needed
cash
Rocks wasn't groovin' at the time
So way we got out money
C
was cuttin' grass
G
Leader not a follower,
Am
became a Hill- Side baller
Put together a group called
the see- L- I- see- K
C
And I was the shot caller,
Am
I'm goin' federal
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Verse 3
Am
[E- 40] I'm just a
hustler,
C
Am
I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
I'm just a hustler,
C
I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
Am
[B- Legit]
F
Why don't cha' get up on this mic
C
Am
And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man,
would ya
[Verse 2] I'm on the last nickels,
G#
they only made like
Verse 4
Am
four of
G
Am
Front- row seats at the fights
C
Takin' long, expensive flights
Am
I love playin' hully- gully
Cause I ain't nothin'
nice on them dice
So before you gamble against a hustler,
C
I advise you to think twice
Napoleon, macaroni,
Am
we serve hot- bellied pig
96, 6 big screen television
C
I bought for my kid
Am
Livin' kind of com fortable
40 comin through with the real number
From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom,
C
blam, bumble
Am
Full tank of petro, up the met ro,
I'm like federal
Hoes want to get sexual cause they see me
C
on a pedastal
G
Nibblin' on my jock, like my big,
Am
ol' black tool is edible
Tellin' you man these heifers now
C
days is incredible
Am
Dishin' them one time scouts
Through dark alleys,
takin' other routes
G
Am
Hoppin' over barb- wire fences,
C
ditches, puddles, crickets
Am
Mob bin' and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches,
check it out
Takin' and shapin' and makin'
C
a bunch of riches
Yeah man, you can call me federal
[
B- Legit]
G
Yeah man, these motherfucker
be ridin' around here
Am
In these bootsy ass cars
and what not man
Takin' these penitentiary
chances
And they ain't even got
they grin on
C
Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he
Am
F
E
C
Am
Mr. Flamboyant
Verse 5
Am
[Verse 3]
I got boys from my team with the
up- most respect for me
For- real lunatics that's
C
willin' to kill for me
Am
Way too much love in my organization,
I can't afford to take no loss
G
MC's be seelin' them wolf tickets,
C
but I be serious as fuck boss
Am
It's all part of the rap game and that's
C
the way it should be goin'
Am
E- 40 tellin' em' like it is,
C
shootin' the gift that I be flowin'
Am
Might as well go on and admit
it, it's who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama want to rap
C
fast but I'm the superstar
Am
E- 40 why don't you slow it up a lil'
something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to
C
keep these suckers timid
Am
Well what about them ones that
don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that
C
or they're lame
Am
Funny style pop or rock,
naw that ain't my forte`
I'm sellin' a bunch of units under
C
Am
ground without any airplay
Folks be wantin' to hear this
type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never sell my soul
C
Motherfuckers you didn't know,
I'm federal
Am
[B- Legit] Uh, E, you still
Verse 6
fuckin' em up like, E
It's been like three years
in this motherfucker
[E- 40] Hell yeah, you know a hog like me
F
had to put the peas in the pod
Verse 7
E
C
Let these motherfuckers know what's goin'
Am
down in the rap game
You know what I'm sayin' (Yeah)
I'm a money- hungry motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery,
G
fire arms and gats and shit
Am
[B- Legit] You
Verse 8
C
know like that, that's right
Am
C
But you know it's still
some folks out there
Am
That try to put bad names out
there for you and what not
C
What cha' gotta say about that,
Am
to those type of niggas
Verse 9
Am
[E- 40] Oh, you know what I'm sayin'
I got
some good shit for them
You know what I'm sayin
C
I'll just get to spittin that
ol' shit for they ass
Am
Then I'll just come through
with some mo' shit like this here
G
Am
Ya want me to drop that shit (Drop that
C
shit) check it out
[E- 40]
Am
You can't stop me man
G
C
F
Am
G
I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks
Cause I'm makin' hits
Am
G
Am
You can't stop me man
G
I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks
Am
Cause I'm makin' hits, ha
[E- 40]
40, I'm goin' federal
C
Young Bucksy, he's goin' federal
Am
Suga- T, she's goin' federal
C
Now D- Shot, he's goin' federal
Am
Little Booch, he's goin' federal
C
Levitti, he's goin' federal
Am
The Head Point, he's goin' federal
C
Studio Time, he's goin' federal
Can't forget Legit,
Am
he's goin' federal
G
Am
G
Am
The whole damn Click,
C
is goin' federal
Am
Celly Cel, he's goin' feder
G
G#
Am
al
C
Cavio, he's goin' federal
Am
Def Daddy, he's goin' federal
G
Am
Rap Dogg,
Am
C
he's goin' federal
Am
G
Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that's me
Am
California livin',
G
Am
C
can't fuck with me
Am
Yeah motherfucker,
G
Am
that's what's really goin' on
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Am
C
Am
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