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I'ma Make It chords by Ne' Richa

  • G

  • D

  • A

  • Dm

  • Eb

    6
  • C

  • Am

Verse 1
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D
And so it begins,
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Dm
the new day.
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Dm
Ushered in by yours truly,
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Dm
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the one and only, the undeniable.
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G
They couldn't even fathom it,
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G
but uh, this is what you call reality,
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folks.
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Dm
I'ma eat this meat
like it's comfort food.
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Dm
Come for me and I'm gunning for you.
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Dm
I always outdo,
whatever the challenge
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Dm
See me with a smile, but the gal is mine
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Dm
The chitty chitty bang,
give the bass some sway
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Dm
D
My ultimate mission is to take the game
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With no damn receipt,
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D
with no damn manners
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Y rapping like it's housework,
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so I threw the hammer
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Dm
This beat good, but I'ma make it great
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Dm
This beat good, but I'ma make it great
This beat good, but I'ma make it great
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Dm
This beat good, but I'ma make it weak
This be good,
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Dm
Eb
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Dm
but I'ma make it great
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I bring the gamma,
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get the grannies and
the goons
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Dm
Somethin' unstandard,
yet they do rock too
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Dm
What I'm bout to,
hit the block bassin'
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And the hunnids gon' rock too
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G
They mean to punk you and
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show kind of love
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Bring it back to the east,
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showin' love to the land
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And I've been in the Philly,
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but my home is home
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Dm
E -R -E -P -A, we're the hungry room
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Dm
We got the bone to pick,
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cause most of the world ain't give a shit
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A
D
But on this beat, get cocky with it
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Dm
This is the 814, and I ain't stutter, bitch
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D
We gon' make it, make it
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Dm
I wanna rep an other city,
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even if you hate me
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G
And when these motherfuckers test me
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D
I hit em' with the mop
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Dm
You so crazy
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Dm
Eb
This be good, but I'ma make it great
Dm
G
Dm
Eb
Dm
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Dm
Eb
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D
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And they gon' catch this
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fade like a fly ball
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Dm
When I step in the spot,
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I'm cleaner than Lysol
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Fresh out the oven,
haters reach for that mic
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It's all I'm highlife shinin',
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call it a light bulb
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Dm
Ain't nobody realer since
I touched the mic
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Dm
And since I touched the mic,
I'm doin' somethin' right
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Dm
Coulda been a stick -up kid
with a violent lifespan
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C
And a ten -year beard,
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coulda been a young Capone
Like back in the heyday
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with a zoot suit on
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G
And a passion for cash
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by all means
Corruptin' the streets and
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hittin' killin' sprees
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But shoutout to the people that did it
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You turn your life around
the most gangster thing you ever
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did was admit it
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Eb
My type of respect runs deep
Dm
But remember, I'm gunning for you
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if you're gunning for me
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Dm
This be good, but I'ma make it great
This be good, but I'ma make it great
Dm
G
This be good, but I'ma make it great
Dm
This be good, but I'ma make it hoop
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Dm
This be good, but I'ma make it great
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Dm
This be good, but I'ma make it great
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This be good, but I'ma make it great
Dm
C
Dm
This be good, but I'ma make it hoop
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G
And it's all about bringing
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dreams into reality
never looking back.
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only looking forward, baby,
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because you know imma make it.
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Dm
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this beat good, but
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Dm
imma
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make it hood!
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And it feels good
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Dm
Make it good, never shake
Make it good, never shake
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Dm
Make it good, never shake
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Make it good, never shake
Dm
G
Dm
Make it good, never shake
Outro 1
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