My Music chords by Dem Franchize Boyz

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Verse 1

Dis dat soso def shit

Make my music for the boyz with the O's

The old school pro's in the strip club

Make my music for the boyz with the O's

Interlude 1

The old school pro's in the strip club

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Verse 2

Every time I do it,

you know just who I do it fo'

My o.g. niggaz, my gurls in the strip club

And fa my top cats that's

block cruisin'

That's for the coops serve the

rocks on the block music

Verse 3
D 
And any club, any party don't rock dis
I'm sendin' my trend dawg its lean wit it,
rock wit it
And fo' the projects buildings
behind the locked gates
They do wut they gotta do and
hustle at a top rate

Verse 4
D 
Movin dem o's makin' dey pension
We grind til we ride sittin' on 24 inches
My ghetto niggaz and bitches
know how to keep it hood
I keep it gutta I'm'a gangsta

Verse 5
you know just how I do it
D 
Dm 
D 
Make my music for the
boyz with the O's
The old school pro's in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the O's
The old school pro's in the strip club

Verse 6
D 
I'm the shit you can't say I'm not
I keep white keep purp like
a crayon box
Aay, and got a nice whipped
game and I can't lie
Shit I could cook coke on a camp fire

Verse 7
D 
Put it in my hands, I can make it go
If I can't move it then I'ma call Tony yo
I let the bullets from my gun spread
Sippin' hard while you down
on the corn bread

Verse 8
D 
First I droppin? the mix
Hit the pot like a Edward
and bought 8 bricks
Yup, in my white tee so you
know I keep it white

Verse 9

And I keep green like a traffic light

Make my music for

the boyz with the O's

The old school pro's in the strip club

Verse 10
D 
F 
D 
Yo pimpin', you know who
it be its B.U.N to the little be
One hundred and one percent
gangsta check my pedagree
Movin? through yo? city like
a muthafuckin? mayor
Hate on me nigga like I muthafuckin? care

Verse 11
D 
I'm the king of the trill,
got the streets in a head lock
A head busta piece so heads up
I keep the lead cocked
Sellin' mo yayo than you
could stuff in a bread box
And I'm'a keep on pushin
even when the fed's flop

Verse 12
D 
I represent the trill, I stand up fo? the hood
I'm holdin? down the underground
just like a nigga should
UGK and DFB we do it fo? the block
Dem d boyz in the trap holdin?
work keepin? it cocked
It don't stop

Verse 13
D 
I make my music for the ones servin' J's,
servin' j's
Em 
C 
D 
The bitches in the club shakin' ass fo the pay,
Em 
fo the pay
C 
D 
Fo' the ones one the block,
C 
ten hoe block holders
Fo' the ones that'll knock ya
D 
head off ya shoulders

Verse 14
D 
that's gangsta I doin? fo? the thugz
And the bitches in the hood
on erry type of drug
Shipped across the border
from purp to the cola
I hustle spreewells like fa
three ten and molderz

Verse 15
D 
Pond shop niggaz, keep a
couple handguns
Chopper in the trunk and they
keep one in the head son
B. un is out the test you wanna test son
My motive is to kill a nigga shoot