Chords for 50 Cent & Busta Rhymes - I Know What You Want ft. Jay-Z & Nas & Method Man (Music Video) 2023

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_ _ _ [Bbm] From the ocean to black mother earth, from wind to fire.
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[Ebm] I got no pickup lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
[Bb] I fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke,
[Bb] and when I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got no pickup lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
[Bb] I fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke,
[Bb] and when I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
Don't tell me you don't know [Abm] that, I'm the shit,
[Bb] man you better watch your domain.
[Ebm] I sleep with your bitch, I ain't stickin' these hoes,
[Abm] man I'm about my paper.
[Bb] If your bitch really loud [Ebm] as a nigga, I'm gonna take her.
Backseat on my Jeep, [Abm] fuck till I fuck up her makeup.
[Bb] Take her to the diamond district, [Ebm] introduce her to Jacob.
Tell her if she like me, she should [Abm] keep me icy.
Fuck game, [Bb] fuck with a bitch's brain, she [Ebm] thinks she white beef.
Spend her life savings in a grave, [Abm] cause she likes me.
[Bb] Commitment from me, nah, [Ebm] not like me.
When I was living girl, I thought I [Abm] was on to something.
Then [Bb] the next week, nah, [Ebm] man it was nothing.
I got no pickup lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
I [Bb] fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke,
and [Bb] when I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got no pickup lines, [F] I stay on the grind.
[Bb] I fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke,
and [Bb] when I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I used to give a fuck, now [Abm] I give a fuck less.
Why do [Bb] I think of success?
It [Ebm] sucks, too much stress.
I guess I blew up quick, cause [Abm] friends I grew up with,
see [Bb] me as a greemie, but I'm [Ebm] not in my nuts bitch.
I don't know what the fuss is, my [Abm] career's illustrious.
My [Bb] rep is impeccable, not [Ebm] to be fucked with.
I'm way too important [Abm] to be talking bout it's story.
[Bb] Asking me for a Porsche [Ebm] is like asking for a coffin.
Broad daylight, [Abm] I off your arm [Bb] switch.
You're not too bright, [Ebm] goodnight, long kiss.
Bye bye, [Abm] my reply, blah, [Bb] blah.
Blast burn it and pass burn it [Ebm] to Tata.
Finish my [Abm] breakfast, why?
I got [Bb] an appetite for [Ebm] destruction and you're the small fry.
Now where [Abm] was I?
_ [Bb] Let that [Ebm] fist breathe.
I got no pickup lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
[Bb] I fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I'm a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke.
[Bb] When I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got no pickup lines, I [F] stay on the grind.
I [Bb] fill the holes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I'm a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke.
[Bb] When I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
Success, McLaren, [Abm] women staring.
My [Bb] villain appearing, sacred blood of [Ebm] a king and my vein ain't spilling.
Ghetto [Abm] Othello, sugar hero mellow, [Bb] Camaro driven.
[Ebm] I come max from paper, then ask why is life worth [Abm] living?
Is it the hunt for [Bb] the shit that you want?
To [Ebm] receive's great, but I lust giving.
The best jewelers [Abm] wanna make my things.
I [Bb] make Jacob shit on Lorraine [Ebm] just to make me a chain.
Niggas mention the one [Abm] love, came home to paper [Bb] in hand.
They gotta brag [Ebm] about the feds, young man.
Old cribs I sold, I [Abm] drive by like [Bb] monuments.
Google Earth, Nas, I [Ebm] got flats in other continents.
Worst enemies [Abm] wanna be my best friends.
[Bb] Best friends wanna be [Ebm] enemies, like that's what's in.
But I don't give a fuck, walk [Abm] inside the lion's den.
[Bb] Take everybody's tips, [Ebm] bout to cast them in.
Up your catalog, dog, [Abm] mine's worth too much.
[Bb] Like Mike Jack's H-E-T, [Ebm] part of Mottola can't touch.
Let this bitch [Abm] breathe.
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Let this bitch breathe.
I got no pick up lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
I [Bb] go to the hoes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I'm a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke.
[Bb] When I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I got no pick up lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
[Bb] I go to the hoes all the time, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
I'm a 64, [Abm] riding on lead and smoke.
[Bb] When I open the door, [Ebm] fist killing my time.
What up my people, we booth.
[Abm] This beat's a counter proof booth.
[Bb] Shine up the devs at Eagle.
[Ebm] Light up that extra lethal.
I mean that.
3 [Abm] years in 2G, I'm [Bb] back with new trees.
I [Ebm] rap in loose leaves, while y'all was just rapping.
[Abm] We'll get the set cracking, just [Bb] like our neck snapping.
[Ebm] Let's get this next platinum.
What's that in-depth, Jan?
[Abm] Remember Mac, man?
I [Bb] held your hand through the years when [Ebm] y'all was stressed, man.
That's why I still love you, and [Abm] Russell still hustles.
Let's [Bb] get the pumping iron, and [Ebm] flex some real muscles.
Hop in this bitch, dude.
My [Abm] clique is Rick Rue, and [Bb] I ain't got the ivory.
This [Ebm] ain't the flick, dude.
Somebody told me, y [Abm]'all can't hold me.
[Bb] Naughty by nature, do my dirt over [Ebm] my lone lair.
You need to back up, bitch, you [Abm] don't know me.
Gotta [Bb] leave these hoes alone, they [Ebm] too nosy.
Mac, man.
I got no pick up lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind.
I kill [Bb] hoes all the time, [Ebm] bitch, get in my style.
I got my 64 [Abm] grind on it and spoke.
Soon [Bb] I'ma open a door, [Ebm] bitch, get in my style.
I got no pick up lines, [Abm] I stay on my grind.
I [Bb] kill hoes all the time, [Ebm] bitch, get in my style.
I got my 64 [Abm] grind on it and spoke.
[Bb] Soon I'ma open a door, [Ebm] bitch, get in my style.
Yo, I'll put my people on the left.
[Abm] Uh-huh.
[Bb] Say, my people on the right.
[Ebm]
Uh-huh.
Now, put my people in the middle.
[Abm] Say it.
Your [Bb] shit fresh off the grill, [Ebm] nigga.
Keepin' it high, now I cradle through the hood and [Abm] back and toe in the block
With [Bb] one of rap's greatest ever [Ebm] Timbaland production
Y'all niggas know just what to do, [Abm] go ahead
Follow and trust [Bb] when the gods in the [Ebm] building Hit that!
Uh-huh, I know you niggas know the feeling [Abm] Hit that!
Alright, [Bb] and you ready and you [Ebm] feelin'? Hell yeah!
Okay, put your hands to the ceiling [Abm] Hit that!
Alright, go [Bb] ahead and stack another million [Ebm] Hit that!
Jumpin' around like you ain't really carin'
[F] Hit that!
Ladies [Bb] drippin' off everything that we [Ebm] rentin'
I'm on top of the throne, nigga
Ain't no big-up lines, [F] I stay on the grind
[Bb] Aja Loves all the time, [Ebm] biscuit in myVise
I damn well 64 [Abm] grind, no leaking smokes
And [Bb] when I open the door, [Ebm] biscuit in my car
I got no big-up lines, [Abm] I stay on the grind
[Bb] Aja Loves all the time, [Ebm] biscuit in myvise
I damn well 64 [Abm] grind, no leaking smokes
And [Bb] when I open the door, [Ebm] biscuit in my car
[Abm] Good lord you nigga [Bb] you're light _ [Ebm]
It's fishy [Abm] shit
[Bb] BITCH YOU CHEATING BITCH
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