How Much U Got chords by Enimal

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Verse 1
Em 
My  whip ain't got no fuckin' keys
Bm 
Still ridin' with my
Em 
fuckin' G's Tupac
on my speakers
though
Bm 
450 on my sneakers ho
Em 
I'm killin' off this fuckin' game
Bm 
Em 
Cause all these niggas fuckin' lame
I'm droppin' all this fuckin' change
Bm 
So drop it with no
Em 
fuckin' shame
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How much clout you got?
Bm 
Say that
How many whips you roll?
Say that
How many clubs you ride?
Say that
Em 
How many hoes you fuck?
Say that
How many hoes you got?
Say that
Bm 
How many blunts you smoke?
Say that
How many guns you pop?
Say that
Funny how the money
change the situation
Make these niggas love you
like they niggas hatin', uh
It's funny how these niggas
stand out with their hand out
Lookin' for a handout, we not relayin'
Funny how you make it to the top
and these niggas,
they swear that you owe somethin'
Bitch, I made it this far,
but my lonely, my lonesome
I shine just like a solar flare
I'm icy like a polar bear
How much ice you got?
Em 
How many dice you shot?
Bm 
You wanna heat me up?
Haters got me hot
Em 
My whip ain't got no fuckin' keys
Bm 
Still ridin' with my
C 
Em 
fuckin' G's Tupac
on my speakers, though
Bm 
450 on my sneakers, ho
Em 
Bm 
I just call the shots, view, belly check it
All we do is first,
Em 
we ain't never second
Goes zero to a hundred real quick,
Bm 
millisecond
If any hater n***a out
there don't respect it
Em 
Then they better check it, yeah
Bm 
I'm higher than a fuckin' lair
Em 
The rookie out of fuckin' gear
Bm 
Lil' mama pop it for a pair
I choke her out and pull her hair
How many bricks you flip?
How much drugs you cop?
How many times you flexed?
How many times you flopped?
How many britches you burned?
How many plugs you got?
Em 
Bm 
How many homies got tits?
How many homies you lost?
Funny how these motherfuckers
talk behind your back
but in your face they don't
say nothin'
Funny how a nigga like me
get it started
like a motherfuckin' play button
Funny how these niggas'll
snitch to your bitch
but they swear they your homies
Bitch I made it this far
but my lonely my lonesome
Em 
Bm 
Em 
My  whip ain't got no fuckin' keys
Bm 
Still ridin' with my fuckin' G's
Em 
Tupac on my speakers,
Bm 
though 450 on my sneakers,
Em 
Bm 
ho ayy Satan Satan Satan
Em 
Bm 
Satan Satan Satan J clock