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On that sht again chords by Wu-Tang Clan

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Verse 1
The (A minor) Wu- (F major) (A minor) Tang slang is
mad dangerous
(Yo, yo) the Wu- Tang slang
is mad dangerous
Verse 2
Champagne (A minor) night (D minor) s on
a corner (F major) mad heavy
Around (A minor) the time (F major) I was
beefing with (A minor) Wizzy
Stark stayed in Claiborne
drawers
Dickin' bitches down they
man come through
(F major) Dam (A minor) n near kissed the ground jumping out
of big (D major) shit with (D minor) (A minor) Benneton pa (F major) jamas on
Line my soldiers up,
(A minor) strategize, then I move my pawns
Should've been Italian how I'm
getting that Parmesan
Talkin' bout the ones you keep
putting those commas on
And I'ma (D minor) keep (A minor) hope (F major) alive
Cause mad lil' niggas look
up to me (A minor) outside
Breaking dawn blunted,
(F major) drums in they mouth
(A minor) I drop a jewel,
they see the C- cyphers then bounce
(D major) Please (A minor) God, you see Ray yo (D minor) tell (F major) 'em I say
I was in the East, a nigga died,
but cut off his dreads
(A minor) I be back around six PM
Do my prayers around 1 o'clock
Plus I gotta (F major) pick up (A minor) these gems
Cause it's going down
tonight at the (D minor) Garden
(F major) Mary and Maxwell, Drew Hill,
I'm supposed to (A minor) be starring
You know how I do, son
Nugget stones with the blue ones
And coming (F major) with me is a few (A minor) guns
Verse 3
I think he's (A minor) on that shit again
Twist (F major) ing niggas out hard,
gettin' rid of 'em (A minor)
You gamble on rap, yo my bid is in
Bet against me, you own a hat where
your fuckin' head can't fit up in
I think he's on that shit again (the Wu- Tang
slang is mad dangerous)
Twisting niggas out hard, (F major)
gettin' (A minor) rid of 'em (the Wu- Tang slang is mad dangerous)
You gamble on rap, yo my bid is in
Bet against me, you own a hat where your
fuckin' head can't fit up in
Verse 4
Telekinesis, (A minor) simple instrumental thesis
(F major) I could hop on (A minor) a track, relax,
then remain speechless
Peep this, I closed down
the kid's store
Bought thousand dollar sneakers
(D major) Bought a (A minor) dozen pair with 'em,
shared 'em with his (F major) cousin
Wu- tang slang boomer (A minor) ang
back like Reggie Hudlin
From New York City to Philly
to Los Angeles
The Wu- Tang slang is mad
dangerous
You can't out think the RZA, nigga
I make your (F major) brain shrink
My lyrics are vitam (A minor) ins,
I go from A to Zinc
And yeah I got that iron just
in case the Emcee think
He can take it to the streets then watch
his ass become extinct
Like a (G major) (F major) Tyrannosaurus Rex
I torn your fuckin' (A minor) face to Jonah Hex
Verse 5
Ay yo last (A minor) night my sugar
was five hundred
That log cabin syrup on them flapjacks
took it to sky hundred
That's thirteen units (D minor) of
(A minor) (F major) insulin
Brought it back down now everything is official- in, (A minor)
like Michelin
Counting bread like Maserati Rick
out in Michigan
And all my old girlfriends are
jumping on my dick again
Verse 6
I think he's (A minor) on that shit again
Twist (F major) ing niggas out hard,
gettin' rid of 'em
(A minor) You gamble on rap, yo my bid is in
Bet against me, you own a hat where
your fuckin' head can't fit up in
I think he's on that shit again (the Wu-
Tang slang is mad dangerous)
Twisting nig (F major) gas out hard,
gettin' (A minor) rid of 'em (the Wu- Tang slang is mad dangerous)
You gamble on rap, yo my bid is in
Bet against me, you own a hat where your fuckin'
Outro 1
head can't fit up in
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(A minor) (F major) (F major)
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