Key: A major
Verse 1
C
You know what man? I'm tired of playing these games,
man. I'm sick of holding my tongue.
So ready or not,
G#
G#
here I come.
And I got a whole lot of shit to say.
G#
B
And this is just the perfect
way for me to get it off.
You can run,
There's no escaping when you get caught
in a general mom's clutch.
You thought your show was hot,
move the crowd like it's nothing.
you're listening to partial facts
Unless you can rhyme like how
C#m
Em
You're gonna have a hard time up against me,
C
Cdim
you pussy don't get slapped, bitch
C
Em
practiced trying to attack this
F#dim
Cdim
Have you up against a
G#
B
wall like your package
Em
C
Em
So I know that nigga on stage, that's
C
Mitch
And that's right,
G#
B
Like, niggas act like
General
Moe ain't got his crap tight
F#dim
F#
I bring more funk than an
C
Em
allowing me to get more green than the cats.
B
F#
B
F#
B
F#
B
Ain't too many real ones, can't
G#
B
F#
Ain't too many real ones out there,
C
Em
ready to die.
C
F#dim
F#
Ain't too many real ones,
B
Em
can't kill none that's ready to die.
B
F#
Ain't too many real ones out there,
B
G#
B
Like you the hot shit,
you need to stop it
You're by the side of
Zip -a -da -piss
Brag cause you're with them
happen if you didn't
drop chips?
Benz?
your 26 inch rims
On a busy block you stop
C
Em
Get a grand from a hunny to let
them know you got money
C
F#dim
But let's talk about guns
G#
D#m
the main attraction
okay, you're packing
G#
B
You think I give a shit, you see more
straps in a straitjacket
C
Em
I'm attached to the same bracket,
but I ain't bragging
F#dim
F#
B
what the fuck is going on?
F#
G#
Did I miss a meeting where they
B
Em
were handing out egos?
Like it was free gold,
F#
G#
B
I'm sick of seeing people,
Negroes, lost like
Nemo
B
F#
Ain't too many real ones
B
F#
B
Em
F#dim
F#
Ain't too many real ones out there
B
Em
B
F#
F#dim
F#
Em
G#
Cdim
G#
And ladies, don't think y
made it through the thick of it
and I'm getting sick of it
but they're hard to find like a chicken's dick
G#
B
deal for a couple mil
open your cup of spill
F#
G#
B
F#
Ladies, you can try if you want,
G#
B
I'm only up the hill
tough as steel, like my
Uncle
Will
F#
B
F#
These women will do anything
B
G#
just to be by your side
B
Em
Cause the prize is a piece of the pie
when they become your bride
F#
Cdim
We tell little lies,
Em
C
Em
While y 'all tell lies, like don't be surprised,
G#
C
Don't make me laugh, you hoe,
Em
C
I see past your crafty goal
D
F#
Tricking me to think that
Em
You think I'm gonna let you in a position
to take half my dough?
F#
B
G#m
You better think again, bitch.
Outro 1
Em
F#
G#
Em
F#
B
Em
F#
Cdim
Em
C
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