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Real Game for a Player chords by E‐40

  • Em

  • G

  • Am

  • Gm

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Uh, mothafucka, waking up
with something to prove on my mind
for niggas that hate on me and they doubt,
Em
cause it's a tribalist,
Am
G
real people like Efeasible,
suckas wanna block my
shine like a gazebo,
Am
Em
G
standing outside of the burrito truck,
placing my order,
posted up with the pistol tuck
my biggest supporter
ran across my og
he got hella chill right
Am
he been pimping since dinosaur yuri
Em
G
i handed my nigga the dank
he hit it and gave it back
you told me you'd make him thank
he used to be on crack
Em
now you're doing hella good
hella loving the hood
G
having to scratch back in everywhere
Am
he go in his catalogue
G
Em
real game for a player
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real game for a player
Gm
Em
yeah and that's game
G
Em
G
Real game for a player
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Em
Real game for a player
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Real game for a player
Yeah
Gm
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Em
And that's gang
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Em
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Real game for a
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Corner to corner,
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after after I'm coolin' outside and
I'm reppin'
Sweatin' the blade,
packin' a weapon
Checkin' on my investments
Em
G
Lookin' in both of my mirrors
in my rear view
Cause you never know who know
who who tryin' to follow you
Am
Em
G
When you at a stoplight or an intersection,
think
Leave a space in front of you,
at least a car length
Em
So you can have enough room
G
to get out of there if they squirt
Skrrt!
The jealous alert'll put me in the dirt
Am
Em
They gotta be prepared
for the unthinkable
G
Gotta stay prayed up, high alert
Lurk!
Spanky out, she is stanky like a burp
Em
G
Makata same pigmentation as goop
Yayo!
If it ain't about no red,
then it's minute
Am
Redundant
Em
These fools ain't got no souls,
G
man, they hateful
Suckers!
No matter what you do for fools,
they ungrateful Busters!
Em
G
Never tell what you about to do
in front of a bitch
Cause if you fall out,
she gon' tell the streets who did the shit
Em
Real game for a player
G
Real game for a
Gm
G
Em
Yeah, and that's game
G
Em
Real game for a
G
Am
Em
Mm -hmm, real game for a player
G
Real game for a
Gm
G
Em
Yeah, and that's game
G
Em
G
Real game for a
Am
Em
G
I've been replacing the letter P
with the letter Y
Yaper, yowler, you late guys
Suckas don't wanna fade,
Em
G
but quick to bust they gas
Instead of fightin'
and shakin' hands
like after a tennis match
Em
G
The shit they doin' these days,
I ain't enjoyin' it
Martin and Malcolm X is disappointed
Em
G
My race done let them down,
no longer breathin'
They died for us,
they died for our freedom
Am
Em
One of the homies got
G
caught with some pills,
I had to bail him out
I said, nigga, don't you know
that's enough money
to put on a house in the South?
Em
He said, nigga,
don't you know you hella
G
lucky I didn't snitch?
I said, nigga, what you mean
I'm hella lucky you didn't snitch?
Em
He said, I coulda told him it was yours,
G
I coulda told him that you been
frontin'
Even though I still woulda went to jail,
at least I woulda had some company
Em
I said, nigga,
G
who the fuck raised you,
you lyin' ass son of a bitch?
He said, nigga, I'm just talkin' shit,
Em
I'm solid as a game for a player
G
Real game for a player
Em
Yeah, and that's game
G
Real game for a Heal
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Em
Real Game For A Player
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Real Game For A Player
Yeah
Gm
G
Em
And thats Game
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Real Game For A Heal
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