Worst Kinda Nigga chords by Glockboyz Teejaee

SimplifiedEm · Am · G

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
I'm
Em 
the worst kind of nigga, man,
I be fuckin' up with the best hoes
Man, I can show you how to make
Am 
a   bitch hate you,
man, it won't take me
Man, I ain't talkin' bout
Em 
pickin' up my brother,
I get pesos
Am 
Man, and I try to fuck
every bitch I meet,
man, I don't play rose
Em 
Man, hoes worse than niggas,
as a matter of fact, hoes is niggas
Am 
Pay attention, nigga, your mama want shit,
you just ain't get it
Nigga, my mama was at work,
Em 
I   was in the streets without a sitter
Am 
Doin' some shit I wasn't supposed to,
ask the hood, they remember, ayy
Em 
Man, they be crazy how these
hoes end up hatin' my guts
Am 
When it was them on my dick,
I wasn't even tryna look
Em 
My nigga, I be in the mall doin' my thing,
they like, damn,
Am 
is he signed or what?
Probably warm me up 300,
grab a mindset truck
Em 
My problem is, I love everybody,
my niggas call it friendly
Am 
My problem is,
I'll shoot everybody,
don't even make a difference
The car be bouncin'
Em 
when I get in,
cause I be ridin' with my
midgets
Am 
Cause baby, AR should've been in,
you got served, they get busy
Em 
Shit, I be makin' money fast,
G 
but I be losin' hoes quicker
Am 
Shit, I   don't cry, I be wavin',
tellin' hoes good riddance
Em 
Can't really trip over it, bitch,
ain't even say bye to my niggas
Am 
The hoes think they know me already,
I can't show them I'm different
Em 
I'm worst kinda nigga, man,
I be fuckin' up with the best hoes
Man, I can show you how to make
Am 
a   bitch hate you,
man, it won't take long
Man, I ain't talkin' bout
Em 
pickin' up my brother,
I get pesos
Am 
Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet,
man, I don't play Rose
Em 
Man, I get in my feelings
and take two of them
Percocets
Am 
Nigga, that's why I don't miss nobody
Em 
Man, my dawg in the field,
ridin' behind ten,
he tryin' not to miss nobody
Am 
He  said, if you quiet,
at least you better ridin' in silence
Em 
She like, you always in the crib,
Am 
I'm savin' my energy for beef
Street n***a,
went and had my crib on MTV
Em 
She always say that pussy wet,
I was just tryna see
Am 
End   up fuckin' her every day
for like fifty -two weeks
Em 
N***a, money make
the... money...
Am 
N***a, money make the world go
round like jumper -jumper good,
can shoot from outta bounds
Em 
These bad... bad...
Am 
These bad bitches lil' fuckin' with
They cat -pussin' like a hornet,
I'm down there on the team
Em 
Man, all these hoes want a
n***a with that cheese
Am 
I like hoes who be thinkin' just like me
But sometimes I don't say a word,
Em 
she give me neck while I be sleep
Am 
Baby was runnin' like a song
before she heard me on the beat
Em 
I'm the worst kinda n***a,
man, I be fuckin' up
Am 
Man, I can show you how to make a   bitch hate you,
man, it won't take, man
Em 
I ain't talkin' bout pickin' up my brother,
I get pesos
Am 
Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet,
man, I don't play Rose
I'm the worst kinda nigga,
Em 
man, I be fuckin' up with the best hoes
Am 
Man, I can show you how to make a   bitch hate you, man, it won't take,
Em 
I ain't talkin' bout pickin' up my brother, I get pesos
Am 
Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet, man,
Em 
Am 
Em 
Am 
I don't play Rose
you