Why chords by Stack Bundles
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
Am
Look, same game that make you laugh,
can make you cry
Same game that make you laugh,
can make you die
F
E
It's all the same, nigga, Y -X -Y
F
E
And it's game with I -4 -9
Am
Look, same game that make you laugh,
can make you cry
Same game that make you laugh,
can make you die
E
It's on the same nigga Y -X -Y
Am
and it's gay with I -J -O -L -I
Nigga the apple don't fall
too far from the tree
Papa was a bricklayer
C
Am
so I won't fall far from a key
F
Got a couple dollars, expect me to fall in a V
Am
It gotta end in a I or begin with a B
Genie, Mozzie, Rory,
hope that you with me
C
Am
Beamer, Benz, Bentley, hope that you get me
F
I got the type of ambition
Am
that you find in a winner
F
E
My rims be all purpose,
Am
only ridin' a winner
Hoppin' up and down these streets,
I know these blocks
Not a stranger to gettin' money,
I know this squad
F
I'm from far -off rock
Am
America, niggas is sure to test ya
F
Am
The 40 -0, they stay on me,
E
Am
who wanna arm -wrestle?
4 Nelson, million -dollar dream
Niggas is broke -minded,
E
Am
got hundred -dollar schemes
24's a gain and I'm gettin' depressed
E
Am
I got money to ball,
but not enough to invest
And most niggas is strugglin',
get it to your head
Dog, if you ain't livin',
you might as well be dead
F
It only reassures that you winning
when niggas hate you
Get off of your ass,
Am
I'm trying to motivate you
Same game that make you laugh
can make you cry
Same game that make you mad
E
can make you die
It's all the same, nigga, Y -X -Y
Am
In this game, where's I for an I?
Look, same game that make
you laugh
can make you cry
Same game that make you mad
can make you die
E
It's all the same, nigga, Y -X -Y
Am
In this game, where's I for an I?
There's a thin line between
love and hate,
baggin' up and sellin' weight
Time is money, I'm impatient,
C
Am
I can't stomach weight
F
They want me to yield,
E
cause they can't stop me
Am
I'm knowin' excellence falls
F
Am
short the mediocrity
E
Am
I ain't platinum yet,
because I'm a threat, shit
F
C
Am
It had to be Dre to sign M
E
Am
Fuck it, it had to be Em to sign 50
F
Am
You gotta be sure yourself to
side with me
The game's full of temptation,
at a fast pace
F
Am
Look but don't touch,
touch but don't taste
Taste but don't swallow,
E
it's a fuckin' rat race
F
They all after the cheese
and I ain't one for the chase
Am
Why they followin' suit?
E
I'm lookin' for a shortcut
Am
That I could double my money
with the snort cut
F
The ring's sport cut, so it sit a little lower
And I still move right like I'm
E
pushin' a snow blower
Am
Same game that make you laugh
can make you cry
Same game that make you laugh
can make you die
F
E
It's all the same, nigga, why I ask why
In this game, where's I for an I?
Am
Look, same game that make you laugh,
that make you cry
Same game that make you mad,
that make you die
E
It's all the same, make a Y -X -Y
Am
And it's game with I for
C
Am
an I
C
Am
You
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