Fuck Da Fame chords by Esham
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Young millionaire on
top of the world I don't give a fuck, I lost my girl
I fucked all her friends
cause I'm cut like that
G
Em
E -John's back with the murder rap I
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didn't give a fuck about that nigga that
Em
Y 'all niggas want me dead,
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Em
but y 'all still can't stop me
I'm sayin' fuck the world,
nigga, fuck what you heard
I don't need this bullshit,
I can buy me a bird
Flip a key to a
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G, it's all about money
Em
And a
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D -E -T ain't shit funny
Em
I would murder your ass
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if I get the chance
Em
I could give a fuck less if
your bitch don't dance
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Nigga, I get money all goddamn day
Em
So what the fuck a nigga like
you gon' say?
Ain't no love in this shit,
it's like the goddamn game
Cause I'm all about cash flow,
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punk ass hoe
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I hate the way you kiss
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Em
a nigga dick when you see me
I think deep down inside
your whole ass wanna be me
I got no time for you bitches
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Em
playin' these hoe -ass games
If we fuck, I'll make love,
bitch, it's all the same
Fuck a hoe and her mama,
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I ain't got no time
Em
No need to be lyin',
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bitch, you ain't mine
Em
See, bitch, I know a nigga
that you fuckin' I hate
So you can never set me up
and make murder my fate
Money make a nigga suffer,
even though I got dough
It make a nigga never know
You see, I'll never know about you, hoe
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Em
Ask niggas that be plottin' to kill me
Jealousy is in your eyes and you
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still can't feel me
Em
Hoe -ass joint worker,
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Em
never but her own
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You lookin' at a millionaire and big,
Em
you don't know
You 5 boy and I'm a
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Em
million dollar man
With the presidential
Rolex on my hand
Fuck the fame
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Em
I'm gettin' real, bitch
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
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Em
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
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Em
Fuck the
Fuck the fame
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Em
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Fuck the fame, fuck the fame, fuck the fame,
fuck the fame, fuck the fame
Only famous motherfuckers
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that I know in the pen
Em
And they was even more famous
before they went in
Young niggas gettin' money straight,
puttin' in work
All the shit I been through,
I make it go to church
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Nigga, fuck that shit you talkin' bout
Em
If you can't back it up,
best to walk it out
I'm from the east side, nigga, off
Mack and
Shane
Where niggas don't
give a fuck bout no fame
I was raised in the hood
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where crime pays
Em
When niggas get checked for their
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Cartiers
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Nigga run that shit, hoe get at here
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And this type of shit happen every year
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So that's why I'm all about my mail,
man
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Cause niggas wanna see me in jail, man
Fuck the fame,
and niggas I ain't sayin' no names
But you hoe -ass niggas
ain't got no game
Fuck the fame
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And fuck you, right along with it
I'm infamous out here on these hoes, you ain't know,
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what you did, and you don't, you don't
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By no way, shape, or form, am I famous out here,
I'm infamous out here on you hoes, and
I know you know,
you only famous when you dead, bitch
Fuck Da Fame
Esham
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