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Not Enough Dope In My Rhymes chords by Thi'sl

  • E

  • Em

  • Am

  • G#m

    4
  • Dm

Verse 1
E
What's up y 'all? It's Thizzle.
There's something new
for y 'all right here.
Check it.
You know them boys keep it hot for you.
Em
You know your boy keep it hot for you.
E
You know them boys keep it hot for you.
Em
We keep it so, hot for you.
E
Em
You know them boys
E
keep it hot for you.
Em
E
You know your boy keep it hot for you.
Em
You know them boys keep it hot for you.
E
Am
We keep it so, hot for you.
E
Am
Your headphones a little low,
E
cut me up a little bit
Em
E
Mic check one two, turn me up a little bit
I like the way the kick hit,
adjust it just a little bit
Am
Life's more abundant now,
E
Am
yeah man I'm lovin' it
A picture's worth a thousand words,
E
Am
E
what you want me Troy with?
Am
Everybody know my name,
E
know who your boy with
I leave this world and die today,
Em
E
you know where your boy with
Am
E
You don't see me in the streets,
Em
E
you know where your boy at
Am
In the kitchen with the heat,
E
suppin' with my brother
Am
And we go to war for Jesus,
like the army do the government
Sold out believers,
E
like the army for the government
Am
Faith alone in Christ
E
is the stamp on our covenant
G#m
Am
Yeah man,
it's reality we here man
Come to make the way clear man
But the truth is a lot of cats
really shouldn't feel it
Just for the simple fact man
E
Am
of what my rhymes filled with
Maybe I ain't been shot enough times
I don't sell enough dope in my rhymes
Ain't enough big trucks in my rhymes
Ain't enough curse words in my rhymes
Dm
It's way too much price in my rhymes
Am
It's way too much price in my rhymes
Dm
Yeah, fam, it's way too much pressure,
my rhymes
Am
Yeah, fam, it's way too much pressure,
my rhymes
Gonna hit you throwing fam,
won't you turn it down a little bit?
Spit all the bars you want,
E
Am
E
I ain't really feeling it
Am
You hide behind the image, man,
but what you really dealing with?
Half these cats spitting gangsta,
ain't really living it
GZ came, everybody wanna
be the snowman
Cash money came,
everybody wanted dope, man
Cube came,
everybody thought they was the dope,
man
That's why I'm spitting bars,
trying to give them hope, man
Keep the format,
we ain't talking about no X -pills
So trying to get in girls' pants,
talking about sex laws
Forget the ice man,
and them trucks with them big wheels
I've been a kid once,
already had a big will
Why would I spit about
the ice on my neck
When I can pull a Mel Gibson,
bring Christ to the set
Spit a hundred bars for Christ,
bring life to the set
Forget a murder fam,
E
Am
I'd rather bring life to the set
Let's go!
Baby I ain't been shot enough times
I don't sell enough dope in my rhymes
Ain't enough big trucks in my rhymes
Ain't enough curse words on my rhymes
Dm
It's way too much, crashin' my rhymes, yeah fam, it's way too much, crashin' my rhymes,
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
yeah fam, it's way too much, crashin' my rhymes, yeah fam, it's way too much,
Am
crashin' my rhymes, oh!
I ain't never took nine shots and lived
I ain't never took five shots and lived
So I ain't gon' try to be 50
Dm
Am
or try to be pop and lie like I did
Dm
Am
Dm
I ain't never did alone, did
Am
So I ain't gon' front and lie like I did
Dm
Am
I can't be nobody but me,
Dm
Am
Dm
so that's what you get,
Am
you gon' get bitched
But I'ma fill you in on a lil' bit,
I am from the hood,
pack straps and I pull a bit
But why spit bores
about somethin' that I'm through with?
I hate that I done
don't want nothin' to do with
Dm
About somethin'
Am
Dm
that's so foolish
Am
and act so crudish and act so brutish
Dm
Am
Dm
You should be happy for the new man,
cause truth is, fam, you woulda
wanna seen the old man
Am
Maybe I ain't been shot enough times
I don't sell enough dope
in my rhymes
That it ain't enough, hey
Trucks in my rhymes, so
Ain't enough, hey
I know my rhymes
It's way too much
Dm
Cry in' my rhymes
Am
Dm
Yeah, fam, it's way too much
Am
Cryin' my rhymes
Dm
Yeah, fam, it's way too much
Am
Dm
Cryin' my rhymes
Am
Yeah, fam, it's way too much
Cryin' my rhymes
Am
Oh!
Am
Am
Am
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