Chords for B.G. - Ain't No Bitch

[Cm] _ [Gm] I ain't no bitch.
I ain't no _ bitch.
I ain't no bitch.
I ain't no bitch.
I _ ain't no bitch.
Man, I was playin' around.
A bunch of niggas wanna play around.
Some dope killer ass niggas, fuck that waitin' round.
Some old lawyer ass warriors, if you hatin' round, lay it down, whip out, ain't it round.
I'm the tavish, young boss, knock me, get knocked off.
Push a nigga, bye bye, I'm finna buy another house.
Hate on me, nigga why, it don't matter, I'm a count.
Big stacks, ride lax, broad killer, buy the house.
Hennessy, yes, so do, fuck your bitch up in your house.
Hold it down, fuck PMC, I don't even let that nigga out.
Like, keep it cool, nigga, shit, but don't mess this nigga out.
I'm a grown man with kids, I'll stretch a nigga out.
This fuck my soul's up.
Who ain't gon' even roll it up if it ain't Doja?
If you ain't earn no fuckin' strength, you ain't rollin'.
Play with me, I'll knock your shit wide open.
I ain't no bitch, I ain't no bitch.
I can't let no nigga punk me.
I'm a gangster, I'm a junkie, I'm whatever you gon' call me.
But I ain't no bitch.
I made man, man made, how I left when I feel played from the greater to the grave.
I ain't no bitch.
This here Depp around the corner, run up on me, you the girl and my problem, you on rollin'.
But I ain't no bitch.
If I ain't sayin' shit, I'm sayin' I ain't no bitch. _ _
Jesus done told you already, we two for one, nigga.
Lot of shit you boys talkin' already, got it, nigga.
I got the caucus, a nigga know how I dog it out.
Locked down 24 hours with killers from the south.
Nigga don't know about the real, can't even spell it, nigga.
I hate old bitch-ass, type to run and go tell it, nigga.
With or without a pistol, they know I stand alone.
Better stick to rappin', nigga, I check you off your dome.
I'm too raw for the public, too uncuffed for the TV.
You want that gangsta gorilla shit, it's already in me.
Studio makin' them hard, so I'm bringin' it harder.
Give them that first degree aggravated, nigga, manslaughter.
Me up, get ignorant with it, yeah, they know how to rock.
Pray to Gum, we tea to Cal, don't ever hit your block.
So, nigga, call your peeper, nigga, go call your clique.
I didn't told you, I ain't, I ain't, I ain't no bitch.
I can't let no nigga fuck me.
I'm a gangsta, I'm a donk, I'm whatever you gon' call me.
But I ain't no bitch.
I'm made, mad, man-made, how I let when I be a play from the crater to the grave.
I ain't no bitch.
This here death around the corner, run up on me, you the brawler and my problem, you don't know it.
But I ain't no bitch.
If I ain't stand still, I'm sad.
I ain't no bitch.
Fuck you and your clique.
Girl, ever since I was young, I been standing my ground.
Since 11 or 12, shits have been holding it down.
I came up on the hill and the whole of uptown.
I don't be spook, I'm used to that block on block sound.
Any nigga won't bring it to me, I'ma bring it back.
They won't be able to make no money where they slaying at.
Cause everyday I'ma be spinning where they hanging at.
That AK-47 never stop when I'm hanging at.
Oh, yeah, it's real, homie.
I don't be stuck in potluck.
Be on your Ps and Qs.
First time you see me, I got you.
Put it on everything, I'ma break y'all proper.
That's how we roll in the end, though.
This the city of choppers.
It ain't nothing to me, beef is all that I know.
Snatching niggas, holding them till they force you to go.
I never been a square, a bust, or a snitch.
But most important, I ain't no bitch.
I ain't no bitch.
I can't let no nigga fuck me.
I'm a gangster, I'm a donk, I'm whatever you gon' call me.
But I ain't no bitch.
A made man, man made.
How that when I be a plague from the crater to the grave?
I ain't no bitch.
This here Depp around the corner, run up on me, you the brawler and my problems, you're a roller.
But I ain't no bitch.
If I ain't stand, sit on track.
I ain't no bitch.
Fuck you and your clique.
I ain't no bitch.
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