Nice 2 Meet You chords by Lil bean

SimplifiedAm · Dm · Em · G

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Verse 1
Am 
Dm 
Em 
G 
Just had another meet
Am 
Dm 
ing with a label,
Em 
nice to meet you, yeah
G 
Am 
Told bro to keep your gun ,
Dm 
ride my city, shit lethal
Em 
I could've bought a chain,
G 
but I just threw that to my people
Just had another meet
Am 
Dm 
ing with a label,
nice to meet you
Em 
In L   .A. we slide
when y 'all was slidin'
G 
with Lil' Beetho
Dm 
Niggas like they wan na meet this fire,
let him greet you
Em 
Fuck it, I complain,
these niggas ain't even
G 
wear my sneakers
Dm 
Go crazy with these bag s,
but I'm just tryna take it legal
Em 
I can't even send a thug to song,
G 
cause y the leakers
Dm 
N***a, how you slime me?
N***a, who you body?
Em 
Got like cuffs, homie,
G 
put up on me in an Audi
Dm 
N***a, I just put up on your
bitch till she slide me
Em 
It's hard to hide the pain,
G 
so I just do that in these diamonds
If that's your girlfriend,
Dm 
how the fuck you
say it's pimpin'?
Em 
I won't say a word,
G 
just keep it on me when it's tension
Dm 
Bitches always sayin'
I'm actin' funny,
I've been distant
Em 
Bro, a shootin' guard,
G 
he that shooter from them Pistons
Dm 
I'm just tryna get it  out,
these bitches, what they owe me?
Em 
La  bels like I'm goin' hella crazy,
G 
now they owe me
Am 
Dm 
Bitch, I just went platinum in the streets,
hood trophy
Em 
Bro is  shootin' guards,
G 
still shootin' like he Kobe
Am 
They didn't see this money,
Dm 
now they say I'm actin' different
Em 
Hired you, my family,
G 
every time we meet, attention
Dm 
Brothers cropped from jail,
where they shit you
out here missin'?
Em 
Still that same story,
G 
fuck them suckas and they bitches
Dm 
Suckas hella mad, we the niggas,
we the topic
Em 
Bitches love when Beaner on the song,
G 
they know it's boppin'
I'm a busy man,
Dm 
I can't fit into no gossip
Em 
But I'ma show my ass,
G 
cause I know them niggas watchin'
Dm 
Every time I pull up to this bitch,
it's some pressure
Em 
I'm tryin' not to fall for these hoes,
G 
but they clever
Dm 
Took my soul, now she want a purse,
I just met her
Em 
But if I smoke a rapper,
G 
I won't even get a letter
Am 
N***a, we still vampin',
Dm 
still with these stampin'
Em 
N***a, say, it's up,
G 
it ain't shit that I can't manage
Am 
Dm 
Say, I just copped a mini Desert Eagle,
doin' damage
Em 
Bein' a   real musician
with them bags,
G 
make him vanish
Dm 
Tell them n****s, get up off my dick,
Em 
you a groupie
Dm 
N****s can't compare,
G 
if they could, then you lose it
Dm 
Bein' a   really rich in real life,
not a movie
Em 
Dm 
Guess I'm really him, I own cuts,
so here do me
I'm just tryna get it out these
pussies what they owe me
Em 
Labels like I'm goin' hella crazy,
G 
now they owe me
Dm 
Bitch, I just went platinum in the streets,
hood trophy
Em 
Bro is  shootin' guard,
G 
he still shootin' like he Kobe
Dm 
They didn't see this money,
now they say I'm actin' different
Em 
Hide you, my family,
G 
every time we meet, it's tension
Dm 
Bro just crawled from jail,
where they shoot you?
Out here missin'
Em 
Still that same story,
G 
fuck them suckas and they bitches