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Work Hard easy guitar chords by The Game
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Guitar
Tuning
E A D G B E
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Fret 1
Capo
Transpose
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Capo
F#m
G
F#m
G
Verse 1
Get Low
Records
motherfucker
Bringin'
the best
to
the table
Bluechip, Nina
B,
(?) What it is
Jt Get
Low motherfucker
that's
what
it
is motherfucker
Yeah,
who
fuckin'
with us,
nigga?
Now
(what goes
around
comes
around)
I'm
puttin' this
clique
up nigga
against
all
you
niggaz
Now get it
right
Verse 2
Hey yo,
this is
where I see
me
in this
game
Benz
Coupe,
Maserati, plus
I got
your bitch
all
in the Range
And y'all
niggaz ain't
gon' do
shit,
soon as
your crew
spit
My tool
spit,
metal
to
your side,
watch
you lose
hips
And I
ain't want
to take
it there
but fuck
it we
can bang
My Cali
head-
busters'll show
you how
to
throw
them thing
s
I'm too
connected
like
John
Gotti and Nino
For
a small
fee
they find
your body
wreakin'
out
in Reno
I know
the
niggaz that sell
weight,
and
niggaz that stick
the
niggaz
That sell
weight,
hammer
close
behind
me like
when you tailgate
I know
you a snitch,
I can see
it
in your eyes
Shackled
up,
D.O.C.'s,
all
my
niggaz on
that ride
You can,
stunt
if you
wanna,
Chip
is a
gunner
Been
reignin' since
ninety-
six
now
it's time
for the
thunder
Verse 3
In
your mind
you can
blame
me but
open
your mouth
and name
me
I'm
runnin' you
out
of office
you're softer
than
Bush
and Cheney
Go
'head,
and try
to play
me I do
you like
I was
Amy
Fisher
Smokin'
a
Swisher like
I wish
a bitch
would
Listen
and use
your vision
cause
livin
in this
hood
And sinnin'
in your division
you think
it's
all
good
Got
niggaz on
(Death Row) and
it ain't
about
Suge
Niggaz that stay
home
they scared
to come
out
shook
Mothers
with five
kids
and
all of 'em
got
took
It's right
in these
niggaz face,
but they
just will
not
look
I'm tired,
of the
B.S. I'm cheatin'
(?) Some rejects
Even
though we
make the
best
of what little
respect,
we
get
This is
the life,
that was
given
to me
A rich-
ass
bitch
that's
what
I'm
fittin
to be
Brook
lyn
to Bangkok
I'm
beggin
to be
And don't nobody
write,
what
I'm
spittin
but me
Nina
B
Verse 4
We 'bout
to blow
this bitch
Niggaz work
hard
in
the game
so
they notice
this,
what
We 'bout
to blow
this bitch
Niggaz work
hard
in
the game
so
they notice
this,
what
Underground
with
it,
poppin'
collars
now
Bust
yo' shit
nigga,
put
them guns
down
Put
yo' knuckles
up,
catch
you slippin',
dawg
That's how
we do
it independent
Verse 5
now
we 'bout
to ball
For
years
niggaz sold
me dreams
that got
me gassed
Made
me want
to get
revenge
or get
the hockey
mask
Got
beef?
Yo
the burner's
in
the lobby
stashed
Get
your crew
if you
want,
all them
niggaz is probably
ass
I take
the long
way,
fuck
takin'
the shortcut
Now
we got
corporate
sponsorships
wrappin' our
tour
bus
A quick
32, yo
them
shits is like
warmups
It ain't
coincidental
in
the hood
we was
born tough
You chump
or get
chumped, punk
or get
punked
Save
your lil'
craps
homey,
fuck
it get
drunk
Was one
at the
top,
but now
I'm back
at the bottom
Most
'em hate
to spit
with me
cause when
I rap
I surprise
'em
Shit
is real,
that's
why
I stay
strapped
with a condom
I
keep
31 flavors
just
like
Baskin & Robbins
I'm here
now,
y'all
supposed
to be stressed,
scared
to death
That
you gonna
be
next,
record
labels,
promote
the reject
s
While starvin'
artists
is closest
to sets
And certain
niggaz
duckin' me
because
they
owe
me a check
I spit
more heat,
than
a bowl
of chili,
y'all
niggaz know
the
dealie
So turn
the music
up
and roll
a Philly
Yeah,
Verse 6
roll
the Philly
or
Swisher Sweet
And I
ain't trippin'
while
you
niggaz just
stand
on your feet
Figaro
done walked
in the building,
it's time
to expand
Comin'
with hundreds
of grands
and hundreds
of plans
You see
this Black
Wall
Street
is for
the
po' broke
and hungry
None
of my
niggaz on the corner
never
be
lonely
Stuck
in the
gutter
mayne,
coke
packs
like Tony
Bricks
and
pounds
of weed
half
the city
owe
me
My shipment
too
big,
frontin'
out
the homies
I ain't
even
trippin',
mayne
my pockets
never
lonely
Benjamin
Franklins
and Grants
stick
together
like
Boys
in tough
weather
makin'
noise
forever,
aah
Verse 7
Yeah
mayne,
it's
real shit
nigga
and we
independent
nigga
Fuck
what'chu heard dawg,
independent
is where the
money
is at
nigga
Fuck
all your ma
jor labels
nig
ga,
that's what it
is
Jt the
Bigga
Figga, Nina B
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