Luv That chords by Criminal Manne, Don trip

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Em 
Eastside  (E minor) gorilla with a capital G
Married to the gang, holdin' matrimony
F 
Em 
 (F major) My blimp,  (E minor) they in the blinds,
and the match is full of cheese
F 
Don't got  (F major) nothin' in my name,
Em 
I  (E minor) don't want nothin' they can seize
Money, money, more, kill a n***a for it
The I'ma make CNN,
F 
the I'ma make  (F major) Forbes
C 
F 
Em 
Strapped  (C major)  (F major) like I'm  (E minor) bout to
be deployed in the war
Put some money on a pussy
n***a head
cause I'm bored
Take somebody big with me,
you know what I want with her
F 
I get in that ass like a baby  (F major) thermometer
Em 
And  (E minor) yeah, I want no problems, punk
Yeah, I want these troubles, homie
We can shoot it out,
F 
let's see who can  (F major) beat the bugger
Em 
If  (E minor) I file off and go broke,
would you love that?
I know them haters'll talk shit
F 
and  (F major) they'll love that
Em 
But  (E minor) I'm ridin' expensive whips,
how you love that?
And plus my work come on trucks
F 
C 
and  (F major) they don't  (C major) love that
Em 
 (E minor) How you love that?
How you love that?
I ain't doin' shit but count money
F 
How  (F major) you love that?
Em 
 (E minor) How you love that?
How you love that?
And being broke is not a option,
F 
Em 
 (F major) motherfuck  (E minor) that
I'm a gangster, nigga,
I came around the old head
I'm from the era,
F 
you get money or  (F major) you just dead
Em 
Ain't  (E minor) no nigga give me shit,
I had to go sad
And this chop I got, it's hot,
so I'ma go spread
Good nigga, streets raised me,
that's the fuckin' truth
I'ma make my money regardless,
F 
 (F major) then I out this booth
Em 
I  (E minor) sold dope all my life,
I never had a job
I done pimped hoes, finesse,
F 
C 
 (F major) I even tried to  (C major) rob
Em 
But through it  (E minor) all,
F 
Em 
a n***a  (F major) al ways  (E minor) got my getty green
Boy and hustle, I swear to God,
F 
 (F major) I sold everything
C 
Em 
 (C major) Made  (E minor) n***a real, boss,
I put that on my life
And every dollar ever made,
F 
E 
Em 
a  (F major) n***a  (E major) sacri (E minor) fice
Real n***a, I file a finger,
would you love that?
I know them haters'll talk shit,
F 
C 
and they'll  (F major) love  (C major) that
Em 
But  (E minor) I'm ridin' expensive whips,
how you love that?
And plus, my work come on trucks,
F 
C 
and  (F major) they don't love  (C major) that
Em 
 (E minor) How you load that?
How you load that?
I ain't doin' shit but count money
F 
 (F major) How you load that?
Em 
 (E minor) How you load that?
How you load that?
And bein' broke is not an option,
C 
 (C major) motherfuck that
Em 
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