2 acessos
Bm Ain't Nobody fucking with me F#m First degree murder, you can get your degree Motherfucker A And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman F#m A Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan Bm Real brotha shit, pussy brotha gon hate F#m Pound of the Kush call that bitch pound cake A I hit it from the back A And make that bitch about face F#m And then I gotta split A I'm sorry baby, sour grapes [Bridge] G She wine, baby don't leave A I duck that bullshit, bob and weave F#m Everybody tripping, but I ain't never tripping G Leave your ass flatter than my new television G I'm talking about money and the power G Power and the money A This shit is magic Stan Van Gundy F#m Ima run this shit till I'm the last man runnin F#m7 Mack light that shit, then pass that to me [Chorus] Bm Young Money motherfucker yeah A We the shit, yeah Weezy go hard like Cialis G Don't love that bitch, I fucked that ho A She pop X I smoke O's tic-tac-toe Bm And I stink cause I got alot of shit on my mind A They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9? G I stand infront of the clock G Cause I'm ahead of the time A Knock your pussy ass off A And send your head to your mom [Verse] Bm I ain't playing with brothas, no sir not me F#m And they can't blindfold what my third eye see A Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free F#m A And the coupe transform, no Tyrese Bm Hello Goodbye, where are you Wayne? F#m I'm somewhere inbetween joy and pain A And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds F#m A Got high as a bitch and left my love on the ground [Bridge] G Now ain't that about a bitch? It ain't never about a bitch A Ill take your bitch and make her everybody bitch F#m Backed up by a bunch of G ass brothaa G And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads brotha G Eagle street where the real brothas hung A Ima rep that shit till Kingdom come F#m Yeah Sharp brang the drank, I bring the blunts F#m7 Fucking with me its blood, brains or guts [Chorus] Bm Fuck yall for real though A Sleep with the hammer under the pillow G Get into the room, bend her over like her elbows A Soon as I'm done peel off like velcro, gone. Bm A baby I'm stoned, smoking on the strong G Got a huge ass bong, swag off the hook G You can't use that phone A Stopped at the light and put my roof back on [Verse] Bm One time for the G's, the brothas got it lock'd F#m The brothas with the keys, The brothas on the block A The brothas on they P's and Q's F#m A Put your bitch ass on the evening news Bm Jumping in the game better read the rules F#m High as a bitch yeah that's me on the moon A Fuck with me die soon, not late F#m A And I'm sorry for the motherfucking wait Bm Tunechi