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Studio Gangsta chords by 5th Ward Boyz

  • Dm

  • G

  • F

  • C

  • C#m

    4
  • Am

  • A

  • E

  • F#m

    2
Verse 1
Dm
G
F
What's up gangsta?
C
What's up?
F
Dm
C#m
We need to kick some shit about these
Dm
old fake ass motherfucking gangstas.
Yeah.
I'm let my god damn niggas
kick some shit man.
Yeah.
Different bars than my god
damn nigga
Scarface.
F
Check it out.
G
Oh shit!
Dm
Am
I gotta come with a hard one about these studio
Dm
gangstas and the shit that they say they done.
Them rhymes is getting too strong.
Am
Dm
How the fuck you kill a nigga on
G
every motherfucking song?
Dm
F
Dm
I'm getting tired of this fuck shit.
Am
Dm
Ain't tryna pull some shit,
and steady writing that bullshit
Write some shit that's
F
Dm
gonna stick
Am
Dm
Cause you ain't shit,
your crew ain't shit, I know that shit
I never seen you in a hood, hoe
Am
A
Am
Dm
I never seen you throw them fangs in
a motherfuckin' fight, bro
F
Dm
You's a fake -ass prankster
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
The double -O gon' label you
Am
Dm
as a studio gangster
Am
F
Dm
Studio gangster, studio gangster
Am
Dm
Rapping about shit that
you ain't really done
Studio gangster, studio gangster
I know your punk ass ain't
even shot a gun
Studio gangsta, studio gangsta
Walk around town like you own something
Am
Dm
Studio gangsta, studio gangsta
Come with that wack shit,
your ass gets nothin'
Niggas fuckin' up shit up
F
Dm
in the studio
Am
Drinkin' all that
Dm
Wicked &
Racked shit
G
I thought they grew up in the ghetto
Dm
But fuck it, that shit is just a big front
Am
I oughta beat yo' motherfuckin'
Dm
F
Dm
ass for pullin' out that
Hothunt
Am
Dm
Gangsta, straight gangsta
F
Dm
So yeah, I'm snitchin',
Am
you're bitchin'
Because you're livin'
Dm
your life superstition
G
Dm
Fuck all that bullshit
And steppin' to bloody filth
Am
Dm
Lights you up like a spliff
G
And you will end up dead and stiff
Dm
Step out this new
E .O.
F
Dm
And face up to reality
Am
Flexin' this like a man
F
But you a
Dm
H .O.
Double
E.
G
Dm
Punk, prank star
F
Dm
Welcome to my territory
Am
Bitch, bring it on
Dm
Get your squad, motherfucker
And let's get it on
Fuckin' with the undergrow
F
Dm
Am
Bitch, we goin' toe to toe
Dm
Beat you like a stepchild
G
After that, it's guns and ammo
Dm
And see your blood drippin'
on the concrete
Am
Dm
Rushin' with my shotgun,
bitch, it go at six feet
G
Dm
G
Fuckin' with them wrong niggas
Dm
com in' out the filth
Am
A
Fuck them motherfuckers,
Am
Dm
real niggas want some real shit
G
Dm
So get yourself some nuts and
F
Dm
quit actin' like a ho
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
And race a little bitch, ace up, nigga
Out the studio, studio gangsta,
studio gangsta
Fuck them niggas, out the nickel,
I'm comin' to fill your cap and kill ya
G
Dm
F
Dm
Studio gangsta, studio gangsta
I wanna get rich up back, son of a bitch
F
Dm
Studio gangsta, studio gangsta,
Am
Dm
G
nigga wanna shank ya, tryna be a gangsta
Dm
Studio gangsta, studio gangsta,
your life is in danger, nigga had it started at ya
E
F
Dm
I ripped up shit in 86, slangin' cocaine,
16 years old, introduced to this dope game
F
Dm
Couldn't tell me shit, cause I had shit happenin',
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
G
and had a big bank, nig ga long for this rappin'
Dm
E
Dm
So I spent game from the experience, bitch,
F
Dm
but you niggas keep reppin' that studio shit
F
Dm
And, uh, me, I gots to ask the question,
why?
Am
Dm
Cause you ain't killing shit,
F
Dm
Nate, and letting shit die
G
Dm
So why do you insist
F
Dm
on being that true?
F#m
Dm
Knowing good and goddamn
well you're soft as a fruit
G
Dm
Max drive black with
F
E
Dm
elbows and bows
A
Am
Dm
And pimps pimp bitches and
E
Dm
don't fuck they hoes
And real hustlers gotta get it,
F
Dm
no matter the cost
G
Dm
Cause, uh, money talks and,
uh, bullshit walks
So back the fuck up with the fuck
Cause you're stuck,
you wanna get bucked
Then bring it on, nigga,
you'll get your ass trucked
Because you're way too
E
Dm
short to be a banger
Am
Dm
And way too small to fuck around
F
Dm
Am
with this cliffhanger
Dm
E
F
Take it from a big banker
Am
Dm
You ain't shit, you punk bitch
Am
But a punk -ass studio gangster
Dm
F
Dm
Studio gangster
Lay -la -na -na -na -na -na -na -na -na
-na -na -na -na -na -na
Bang, bang, bang, bang
That's all I'm hearing on
these niggas' shit
Am
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Dm
Good shot, shot, pow, pow, pow
Dm
You're al ways grabbing your
Glock
You're always reaching for your 9
You always pullin' out your
AK -47, nigga
C#m
Pull out this
AK -47, you punk -ass motherfucker
AK -47 is dick in your mouth, bitch
Uh, and I'm kickin' some real
-ass motherfuckin' shit
Tellin' you how it is, motherfucker
You wanna do a drive -by, bitch?
Come on out there, and do a drive -by,
you punk motherfucker
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