Nobody Do It Better (Clean) chords by Keith Murray

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Intro 1
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I started

Verse 1
in the dope game
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with just 40 bucks
Next thing you know,
I was uptown weeing up
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Next thing you know,
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in my momma kitchen baking soda
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Mayonnaise jar, pot,
bowl of water, cooking it up
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Next thing you know,
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I'm on the block with drums in my nuts
Going hand in hand, night and day,
sewing it up
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Staying on the grind, never giving it up
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Next thing you know, guess what?
I was rearing niggas up,
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but still serving fiends
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Mixing dimes, not giving a fuck
Selling everything down to the shake,
not giving a fuck
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Apply my mind to the game,
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lot of fiends came in the rain
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The D's, they pain, the Demi Hood fame
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So I had to switch it up,
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play the beeper, lay in the cut
Fiends knockin' on my momma door,
I had to beat em up
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A lot of out of town
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niggas hatin' em
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Because they heard about Carlton Ave
and how I was rapin' em
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Do what you gotta do
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Come on back and see me when
Age 16, on my way to school
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catchin' mad fiends
Gettin' more money
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than my ass had ever seen
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But seen the sickest shit
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that my eyes had ever seen
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See crack bring money,
money bring crazy fiends
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Chillin' on the block, gettin' nice,
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playin' blackjack
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Runnin' up on every car,
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gettin' money, sellin' crack
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Terrorize the spot, make it hot,
runnin' from the cops
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Fifteen minutes,
meet right back on the block
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On  the corner, I cornered the market
Got that Friskelle from Ishmael
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and damn, everybody want it
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Cookin' crack in the microwave
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I found out the radiation
made the fiends go more crazy
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Many nights broke day for the pay
Instead of crack for the money
I was a fiend you could say
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Word Man credit forget it
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Hell no man
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You better do  what you doing
Come and see me when you can
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Do what you gotta do
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Come on back
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See me when you
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Hot man, hot man
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Fresh out the hot van
You gotta plan to get up
Yeah, I got what you need, man
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Fuck a nine -to -five,
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my job is sellin' crack
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Smoke a   weed, drink a yak,
gettin' live nine -to -five
Word
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Back in the day,
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I've been about my pay
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Shout Gordo and T from 4 -1 to B -Way
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Fifty slabs, hundred slabs,
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yup, Murray got em' buried
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Hit Gorton Ave, hop out,
sell em' in a hurry
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Yeah, I'll take that TV,
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I don't need no VCR
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I'll give you four drums, nigga,
if you let me hold that car
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Yeah, I'll take that watch from a bottle,
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nice word, boy
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You bass head nigga,
what else you got to pour?
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Just then I bumped into my man,
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50 grand
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He  told me, yo ma,
I need to re -up for 7 grand
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Yeah, he  gave me a gland
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for sparkling old teeth
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And said, Keith,
your product is always peace
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I told him, do  what you gotta do
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Come on back and see
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me when you can
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Get your money right
Get your money right
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Get your money right
Get your money right,
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get your money right
Get your money right,
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get your money right