Chords for B I G big poppa Ready To Die

_ [F] Oh, [C] oh, [Gm] check it out.
Oh yeah, [Am] _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ [G] my phone.
[B] _ _ [Db] _ _ [C] _ [Gm] I like that.
[B] Oh yeah.
_ _ My phone. _ _
[C] Put all the ladies in the [B] place with styling grits.
[C] Allow me to lace these [Gm] lyrical douches in your [Am] brushes.
Groove, rock, grooves [B] and make moves with all them [Am] armies.
The back of the club, sippin' my wetness where you [B] find me.
The back of the club, [Db] mackin' holes, my crew's behind [Ab] me.
Mad question [Gm] askin', blunt [B] passin', music lastin'
[Db] But I just can't quit [B] because one of these [A] homies Biggie got to creep [F] with
Sleep with, [B] keep the epa secret, why [C] not?
Why blow up my [Gm] spot?
Cause we both got cock, [F] now check it
I got more [G] mac than Craig and in the [Am] bed
Believe me sweetie, I got enough to feed the [B] needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with lenses
See notes by the [Dm] layers, true fuckin' [B] players
Jump in the [G] Rover and come over, tell your [B] friends jump in the GM3
I got the chronic by the [F] crease, huh?
_ [B] _ Throw your hands in the [Gm] air, if [C] you's a true player
_ [F] _ [Am] To the honeys, get your [Gm] money, playin' niggas like [B] dummies, uh
_ _ [Am] You gotta gun up in your [Dm] waist, please don't [B] shoot up too close
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby
[D] _
[F] Baby, uh
Straight up honey, [B] really I'm askin'
[Am] Most of these niggas think they be [Gm] mappin' but they be actin'
[Am] Who they attractin' with that [B] line, what's your name, what's your [Am] sign?
Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from [B] behind
And ask you what your interests are, who you [Am] be with?
Things that make you [Gm] smile, what numbers to [B] dial?
You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' call my crew
You gon' call your crew, we can rendezvous at the bar [F] around 2
Plans to [B] leave, throw the keys to Little [C] C's
Pull the truck up front [Gm] and roll up the next [Am] block
So we can steam on the [B] way to the telly
Gon' feel my [C] belly, a T-bone steak, cheese, eggs and welch's [B] grape
Conversate for a few, cause in a few we gon' do what we came to [Bb] do
Ain't that right, boo?
[B] Chill
Forget the telly, we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the jacuzzi, smoke L's while you [F] looming
I love the fuck
[D] _ [B] Throw your hands in the [Gm] air, if you's a true [F] player
I love the [B] _ [Am] fuck
To the honeys gettin' [Gm] money, playin' niggas like [B] dummies, uh
I love the _ [C] fuck
You gotta gun up in your [Gm] waist, please don't shoot up the [B] place
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby
Baby
[F] High 11, Biggie [B] Smalls
In mansion and [C] Benz's, givin' ends to my [Dm] friends and it feel [F] stupendous
Tremendous [B] cream, fuck a dollar and [C] a green
Still tote, [Bb] get strapped with infrared [B] beams
Chopping O's, smoking line [Am] optimos
Money, [Gm] hoes and clothes, all a nigga [B] knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever, I had to find the buried treasure
So grams I had [F] to measure, however, living [B] better now
Gucci sweater [C] now, drop top [G] BM's, I'm the mad girl, [C] right?
Honey [B] check it
[C] Tell your friends, to get with my friends
[B] We could be friends
[Am] Shit, we could do this every [Dm] weekend, alright?
[B] Is that I hurt you?
Yeah, keep banging
[F] I love the fuck
[B] _ [Am] Throw your hands in [D] the air, if you's a [F] true player
I love the fuck
[Bb] _ [Am] To the honeys gettin' [D] money, playin' niggas like [B] dummies, uh
I love the fuck
You _ [Am] gotta gun up in [Gm] your waist, please don't shoot up the [B] place
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should [Dbm] be having my baby, [Dm] baby, [Am] uh
[B] Check it out, [C] I'll pull shit from [Dm] their ass, [F] uh
Puss Daddy, [B] Biggie [C] Smalls, Junior Mafia, [A] represent me, [B] baby, uh
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _