Chords for 8 Ball & MJG & OutKast - Throw your hands

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[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ I ain't [A#] got nothing but time So I'ma get out on these cuts and grind
Keep my mind on cloud 29 My playaways keep me with plenty dimes
See I'ma shine [A#] like all six of my gold teeth When a nigga get through cooking up his OZ
All night [F#] on the block till the sun rise My only friend is a Glock with a .45
.45
[A#] in the morning it don't stop They dreaming bout false in a drop top
Blue light [F#] snap me back to reality I hit the alley quick and toss what I got on me
Tricks ain't [A#] got shit to do but harass Search the nigga and took a bottle of me and Cass
I guess [F#] that's better than getting locked up Or getting jammed with that shit I had rocked up
Now I heard that the sound is where your throat's from
Down in the bottom's where they broke some
Whips crossed a nigga back, way back And now they wonder where we at, how we at
Gold jeepin' hickies, fenders and Thomas Flo
Afros and loud ass, a tiny flow People boppin' to it in the front yard
Money from the first of the month, [A#] God
If anybody out there hear me get your hands up _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ I got a late cooking bitch with a outfit so tight
My niggas wanna stay the whole night Ice game in the kitchen nigga
T.
Lee nigga, truck singing sounding like the B [A#].G.'s
Ham sandwich in the driveway, drop top naked women in the den
Playing hot stocks, [F#] 30 bustas in my dog diggys
Long bones, so hittin' and I'ma keep my phone [F] on
I be out turning [A#] corners, drinking one fifth
Got some scratches [F] on my rims cause a one [F#]-fifth
Met a broad yesterday, [F#] she hit me ten times
If I diss her it'll take a nigga ten [A#] lines
MJP standing thrown and I won't fold
You can have all the virtues cause I don't [F#] hold on to any woman
Like a human hand club you got your hair down
Baby fuckin' stand [A#] up
Now I heard that the South is where your folks from
Down in the bottoms where they grow [F#] some
Hips crawlin' in the back, way back
And now they wonder where we at, how we [A#] at
Goat keepin' hickies in his ant
Talkin' slow, afros and loud ass, a tiny [F#] flow
People boppin' to it in the front yard
Money from the first of the month, [F] God
If anybody out there hear [A#] me get your hands up
If anybody out there hear me get your hands up
[F#] If anybody out there hear me get your hands up
If anybody out there hear me get your hands [A#] up
How many flows can I compose?
I drop this slate in a lyrical pose
Sticking out just like an outcast or a thorn from stem of [F#] rose
Like nachos, the rivers are crispy, cracking when y'all bite
Been had a coke and a smile, now I'm tripping up [A#] Yaku's right
Y'all just might see me skunk out, with a girl who chonk that
Below the mix of dicks and lying real niggas
Know what I'm [F#] talking about from Texas, Atlanta, oh man
Alabama, Savannah, the deeper the darker
The dirtiest office where I'm [A#] at, no laughter
The content of the rhyme may be contagious
The space age is pimpin' this, plagues come in [F#] major
This soccer suck a straighter, cut your wife a plater
The player to be, I D-P-O-I-N-O, no [A#] rhyme maker
Beats, rhymes, and layers of music right here to please you
And if you hate the dirty, then partner see we don't [F#] ease you
You know what I'm talking about?
Outcast, A-Ball, MJG, on y'all pump [A#] motherfucker
Now I heard that the settlers were yo' folks from
Down in the bottoms where they broke [C] slow
Been struggling [F#] to back, way back, and now they wonder where we at
How we [F] at gold jeepin' H [A#]-Sedizan, how we slow
Afros and loud ass, a tatty [F#] hoe, people bobbing chewing in the front yard
Money from the first of the month [A#] card
If anybody out there hear me get your hands up
If anybody out there feel me get your hands up
[F#] If anybody out there hear me get your hands up
If anybody out there feel me get your hands up
You wouldn't [F] understand if you stood under it
[A#] It's like the more that I talk to you, the dumber that I get
The closer [F#] that I walk to you, the further that we stand
[F#] Apart, distant, nobody has their upper hand but my body's [G] resistant
So now, throw your phalanges [A#] in the ground
I'm still abound, unbelievers stay from hell around
I found negative niggas, they only keep you down
Transmitted from Native American burial ground
I carry around, the weight of our world from my shoulder pads
I'm poster blast, space invaders, I'm somebody's dad
Serious as A, B, C, if knowledge be the [F] key then buddy roast it on the [A#] poach
And wait for your mama to get her work so she can roast your ass
A's up out an open window [F#] fast
Words to the mother fuckers
Words to the mother fuckers
[A#] Now I heard that the summers where your folks from
Down in the bottoms where they broke [F#] straw
Wheels scrambling in the back, [F#] way back
And now they wanna rub me at, how [A#] we at gold cheap and hate the same design
Call me slow, I'm frozen out and a [F#] patty low
People barbecuing in the front yard
Money from the burst of the mud [F] bar
If anybody out there hear me get your [A#] hands up
If anybody out there feel me get your hands up
[F#] If anybody out there hear me get your hands up
If anybody out there feel me get your hands [A#] up _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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