Key: D major
Verse 1
D
Bm
I'll show you how to do this, man.
G
F
Eb
Ebm
D
Come on. Unh, unh.
Bm
D
You feelin' me? It's aura.
Ain't no gettin' any farther.
Than this banana clips
and some military armor.
E
D
That'll take your wig off
like a military barber.
Bm
D
When I clap, clap, clap at that ass.
make them forget about you,
I'll carve your casket and laugh
D
Bm
Put money in a bag,
Bm
D
Check the swag, I'll flash,
hit em, make the party riot
Soon as I step in the spot,
you see I'm Harlem's flyest
I'll get you off, you try it
while I'm at the farthest highest
E
D
I don't live for joy,
you swear I'm getting arthritis
Bm
E
D
And make your broad excited,
hard nigga cause a crisis
You tuned into the future,
E
D
there's no need to call a psychic
Bm
D
High eights on the track,
y 'all playin' with scraps
Bm
D
Listen, picture what I'm
G
D
Take a pack and relax
Bm
D
Bm
Face the facts, I'm an ape on a track
With major stats, paper stacks
D
Bm
Ain't no greater with raps
They hate the cat, my face is scrap
D
Bm
The boys playin' with crap
But I'm a straight diplomat
Ain't no greater than that
E
Bm
Now where you at? East side
D
Bm
Where you at? West side
Where you at? South side
Where you at? North side
Where you at?
I wanna see who rappin' in here
It don't matter where you from,
write a set in the air
I'm with a paper ad,
D
G
the paper stack, major scratch
D
Bm
My dough look thicker
That's what I call a paperback,
E
D
face the facts
Bm
G
D
E
I'm a don, so any nigga fakin' jacks
G
D
E
fitted to a paper hat
C
Bm
you ain't know the bread was major
D
Bm
My accountant passin'
pissin' off these effin' haters
They yellin' step it up,
my flow is on the escalator
E
Bm
Could come and test a player,
E
Bm
Who beat up who?
G
D
You see us, boo
E
D
I ain't the only G,
G
D
my pockets are G'd up too
E
Bm
I send that clean -up through
D
E
Then squeeze some shots
Bm
E
and clean the block up
Bm
G
D
in that 3 plus 2
E
Bm
That's a 5, sittin' high,
All day in the class
E
Bm
like the kid caught detention
Face the facts, I'm an ape on a track
With major stats, paper stacked
D
Bm
Ain't no greater with raps,
they hate to cap
My face is scrapped,
the boys playing with crack
But I'm a straight, Jimmy Mack
D
Bm
Ain't no greater than that
Now where you at? East side
Where you at? North side
Where you at?
I wanna see who rappin' in here
D
Bm
D
yeah
Bm
D
Bm
D
Bm
Thanks watching
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsD Bm G F Eb...
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