That's How It Is chords by Casual

SimplifiedC · G · B5 · Bm

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Verse 1

Get the fuck off my dick and

let me rip this shit

Verse 2
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I write raps and when niggas bite,
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I clap
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'cause their shit sounds better now
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You done let me down
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'Cause I thought you would
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be dope but instead
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Your shit's dead, you gets fed
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To the alligators lurking in the moat,
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peep what I wrote
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You bit so hard I though
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the shit was a quote
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But still I'm taxing ax
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ing the competition
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And any wack men I stomp
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and diss 'em, easily
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And you can feel the pressure plus
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When I bust MCs'll be
Trampling each other trying
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to exit when I flex it
The way I wreck shit is
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not unexpected
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Niggas just lose when I choose
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the best crews of MCs
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And turn 'em into refugees
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I slaughter a lotta MCs that are the
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Styles I compiles and cut
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'em up like vows
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Think to yourself I write the shit
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So you can bite the shit
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And I'll know despite you
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get props
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(To the beat)
Niggas get dropped
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Verse 3
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That's how it was and
that's how it is
That's how it was and
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that's how it is
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That's how it was and
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that's how it is
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That's how it was and that's how it is
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Enough

Verse 4
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with this wackness, enough
is my check
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Enough with these motherfuckers
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biting DAS EFX
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I come real when I show skill
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(Hey yo Saafir!) You
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macked on that ho ill
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And that's for real my flow still
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B5 
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Is everlasting, niggas forever blasting
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Shots when cash gets hot
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You're not fresh so you
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hating when I be just
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Ripping microphones without
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stating the obvious
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Now how much harder can it get?
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Niggas try to flow but they
soundin' like me
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Bm 
A  year ago
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B5 
Shit, oh kaput, I got loot
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To the hos,
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I'm cute and so I always got boots
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It's me so be free to feel the ivory swing
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More niggas got my back
than Rodney King
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I  feel tight knowing
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that the shit I write
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Will be exposed to foes
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and everyone will feel fright
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And you'll run and tell your man
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"Yo peep this twist
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It's real try to practice"
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But the mack is
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Way ahead of you, instead
of your wack sound
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I'm kickin' shit to make MCs back down
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Got rhymes that kills fills many
empty heads
When niggas took me dead I got
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'em in line like Stimpy
Red light slow that shit down
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bring it to a halt
You're wack and it's all your fault
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