BIG FLAKE & LIL' BING - HOUSE PARTY Chords
Tempo:
86.6 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
G
F
Gm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Db] [G] Real, [F] it's going down, [Bb]
yeah, what, ha, ha
Man [F] is like man, piece of chain [Db] up riding on Peter Pan
I [Gb] don't give a fuck, no, Slay [G] be the man, chopping up the block cause I'm riding on fans
Hold up dog, I got a partner [D] named Stan, I represent the dog south
Niggas talk down, I bust out they [Gm] mouth, what's the grill?
No, I'm for real, I'm [Eb] gonna let these niggas know [Gm] what's the damn deal
They call me Big Flake, I represent the south
I don't give a damn, fuck niggas, fuck mouth
Fuck them damn boys, pull sabatoids
I [Eb] don't give a damn cause you know I make it noise
Yes, I gotta get loud, [Gb] gotta get drunk
If [Eb] I'm on the block, you know I [G] gotta wave a trunk
I gotta put up a stereo [Ebm] and turn it loud
[Bb] I'm a gon' wreck the whole motherfucking crowd
Yes, I'm Big Flake, I go hard in the [Eb] paint
When I'm on stage, them [Gm] hoes just faint
Them [Eb] hoes going crazy, going book wide
I been getting crazy since I was a little child
Yes, Big Flake, get crunk and we'll dance
I don't give a damn, I got them [D] ants in my pants
I'm [Gm] a shake it up and I'm a gon' to bake it up
Yes, Big Flake, man, I'm a bake it up and hit the [D] damn wood corner
Snagging marijuana, all these damn hoes better get the fuck offa
My [Gm] fucking dick, my jack, I'm a gon' hit the block
I'm making shit [Bb] hot, man, I'm not stoppers like man
Boys don't feel me, I [D] don't give a damn cause man these haters wanna kill me
All [Eb] up in the studio with my boy Sid
It's [G] money to spend, we throw it in the wind
[Db] Slamming those on them boppers as I [D] roll on toppers
Waving trunk on them poppers, drop the [G] top on the dropper
Hit the bubba like Steve while I drop the bumper [Eb] kid
In the vocal booth at the basement [D] with Big Tigg
I'm not Nelly, I'm not Diddy, but you girls wanna get with me
If I came on Rap [Dm] City, I'll still serve a [G] 50
On TRL with the Carson Daly
Did a track with Jay [Eb] Z and it's a fact we stay G's
And my name is Lil' [F] Bing, I'm a swing, I'm a [Eb] swing
Dripping candy green in the bubble submarine
[G] I done crawled in the slab, my nigga Taz got a [Eb] Jag
Fits to act bad in the yellow hovercraft
Got a bad broad and she do what I say
With Beyonce, I'm riding blue over [G] gray
Man, I'm known for [Eb] wrecking, it's that Mexican Latin legend
Rapping like a Mac 11 on 100 [G].7
The house party, [A] I drank Bacardi
Popped the trunk with the remoteness to my Lexus car [Eb] key
I got a drop top candy blue Ferrari
I can pull [A] bops if I throw a hard leap
At the chrome Beretta under my iceberg sweater
At the Playboy [Gbm] Mansion with Hugh [G] Hefner
I'm on my grind so you know I'm gon' shine
Bought nine [F] pounds of pine from high time
Gif I got [Gb] hard so I'm climbing on the [A] tarp
My diamonds gon' [F] spark on 106 and [Gm] Park
I grab the microphone, they gon' say that boy [Eb] gone
Bringing hits to the ring like that boy Roy Jones
Front page of Rolling Stones and I'm blowing [A] zones
If a nigga talk down then I'm half the smoke he [G] don't
Put me up against the best and I [A] bet I'm gon' wreck
Put it down for my scent, extra rounds for the tech
In the [F] spotlight at Hollywood
The way I break the mic, man, I [Gbm] think I probably could
[Gm] Hit the big screens and start in a movie
I guess I'll be a porno cause the girl wanna [A] do me
Nothing but them Franks staying [Gbm] on my paper chase
MTV's breaking news, Lil' [F] Bing beat his case
My ride got bass, pack a [Bb] nine for you cakes
To get a meal ticket, how many mics will I break?
yeah, what, ha, ha
Man [F] is like man, piece of chain [Db] up riding on Peter Pan
I [Gb] don't give a fuck, no, Slay [G] be the man, chopping up the block cause I'm riding on fans
Hold up dog, I got a partner [D] named Stan, I represent the dog south
Niggas talk down, I bust out they [Gm] mouth, what's the grill?
No, I'm for real, I'm [Eb] gonna let these niggas know [Gm] what's the damn deal
They call me Big Flake, I represent the south
I don't give a damn, fuck niggas, fuck mouth
Fuck them damn boys, pull sabatoids
I [Eb] don't give a damn cause you know I make it noise
Yes, I gotta get loud, [Gb] gotta get drunk
If [Eb] I'm on the block, you know I [G] gotta wave a trunk
I gotta put up a stereo [Ebm] and turn it loud
[Bb] I'm a gon' wreck the whole motherfucking crowd
Yes, I'm Big Flake, I go hard in the [Eb] paint
When I'm on stage, them [Gm] hoes just faint
Them [Eb] hoes going crazy, going book wide
I been getting crazy since I was a little child
Yes, Big Flake, get crunk and we'll dance
I don't give a damn, I got them [D] ants in my pants
I'm [Gm] a shake it up and I'm a gon' to bake it up
Yes, Big Flake, man, I'm a bake it up and hit the [D] damn wood corner
Snagging marijuana, all these damn hoes better get the fuck offa
My [Gm] fucking dick, my jack, I'm a gon' hit the block
I'm making shit [Bb] hot, man, I'm not stoppers like man
Boys don't feel me, I [D] don't give a damn cause man these haters wanna kill me
All [Eb] up in the studio with my boy Sid
It's [G] money to spend, we throw it in the wind
[Db] Slamming those on them boppers as I [D] roll on toppers
Waving trunk on them poppers, drop the [G] top on the dropper
Hit the bubba like Steve while I drop the bumper [Eb] kid
In the vocal booth at the basement [D] with Big Tigg
I'm not Nelly, I'm not Diddy, but you girls wanna get with me
If I came on Rap [Dm] City, I'll still serve a [G] 50
On TRL with the Carson Daly
Did a track with Jay [Eb] Z and it's a fact we stay G's
And my name is Lil' [F] Bing, I'm a swing, I'm a [Eb] swing
Dripping candy green in the bubble submarine
[G] I done crawled in the slab, my nigga Taz got a [Eb] Jag
Fits to act bad in the yellow hovercraft
Got a bad broad and she do what I say
With Beyonce, I'm riding blue over [G] gray
Man, I'm known for [Eb] wrecking, it's that Mexican Latin legend
Rapping like a Mac 11 on 100 [G].7
The house party, [A] I drank Bacardi
Popped the trunk with the remoteness to my Lexus car [Eb] key
I got a drop top candy blue Ferrari
I can pull [A] bops if I throw a hard leap
At the chrome Beretta under my iceberg sweater
At the Playboy [Gbm] Mansion with Hugh [G] Hefner
I'm on my grind so you know I'm gon' shine
Bought nine [F] pounds of pine from high time
Gif I got [Gb] hard so I'm climbing on the [A] tarp
My diamonds gon' [F] spark on 106 and [Gm] Park
I grab the microphone, they gon' say that boy [Eb] gone
Bringing hits to the ring like that boy Roy Jones
Front page of Rolling Stones and I'm blowing [A] zones
If a nigga talk down then I'm half the smoke he [G] don't
Put me up against the best and I [A] bet I'm gon' wreck
Put it down for my scent, extra rounds for the tech
In the [F] spotlight at Hollywood
The way I break the mic, man, I [Gbm] think I probably could
[Gm] Hit the big screens and start in a movie
I guess I'll be a porno cause the girl wanna [A] do me
Nothing but them Franks staying [Gbm] on my paper chase
MTV's breaking news, Lil' [F] Bing beat his case
My ride got bass, pack a [Bb] nine for you cakes
To get a meal ticket, how many mics will I break?
Key:
Eb
G
F
Gm
D
Eb
G
F
[Db] _ [G] Real, [F] it's going down, _ [Bb] _
yeah, what, ha, ha
Man [F] is like man, piece of chain [Db] up riding on Peter Pan
I [Gb] don't give a fuck, no, Slay [G] be the man, chopping up the block cause I'm riding on fans
Hold up dog, I got a partner [D] named Stan, I represent the dog south
Niggas talk down, I bust out they [Gm] mouth, what's the grill?
No, I'm for real, I'm [Eb] gonna let these niggas know [Gm] what's the damn deal
They call me Big Flake, I represent the south
I don't give a damn, fuck niggas, fuck mouth
Fuck them damn boys, pull sabatoids
I [Eb] don't give a damn cause you know I make it noise
Yes, I gotta get loud, [Gb] gotta get drunk
If [Eb] I'm on the block, you know I [G] gotta wave a trunk
I gotta put up a stereo [Ebm] and turn it loud
[Bb] I'm a gon' wreck the whole motherfucking crowd
Yes, I'm Big Flake, I go hard in the [Eb] paint
When I'm on stage, them [Gm] hoes just faint
Them [Eb] hoes going crazy, going book wide
I been getting crazy since I was a little child
Yes, Big Flake, get crunk and we'll dance
I don't give a damn, I got them [D] ants in my pants
I'm [Gm] a shake it up and I'm a gon' to bake it up
Yes, Big Flake, man, I'm a bake it up and hit the [D] damn wood corner
Snagging marijuana, all these damn hoes better get the fuck offa
My [Gm] fucking dick, my jack, I'm a gon' hit the block
I'm making shit [Bb] hot, man, I'm not stoppers like man
Boys don't feel me, I [D] don't give a damn cause man these haters wanna kill me
All [Eb] up in the studio with my boy Sid
It's [G] money to spend, we throw it in the wind
[Db] Slamming those on them boppers as I [D] roll on toppers
Waving trunk on them poppers, drop the [G] top on the dropper
Hit the bubba like Steve while I drop the bumper [Eb] kid
In the vocal booth at the basement [D] with Big Tigg
I'm not Nelly, I'm not Diddy, but you girls wanna get with me
If I came on Rap [Dm] City, I'll still serve a [G] 50
On TRL with the Carson Daly
Did a track with Jay [Eb] Z and it's a fact we stay G's
And my name is Lil' [F] Bing, I'm a swing, I'm a [Eb] swing
Dripping candy green in the bubble submarine
[G] I done crawled in the slab, my nigga Taz got a [Eb] Jag
Fits to act bad in the yellow hovercraft
Got a bad broad and she do what I say
With Beyonce, I'm riding blue over [G] gray
Man, I'm known for [Eb] wrecking, it's that Mexican Latin legend
Rapping like a Mac 11 on 100 [G].7
The house party, [A] I drank Bacardi
Popped the trunk with the remoteness to my Lexus car [Eb] key
I got a drop top candy blue Ferrari
I can pull [A] bops if I throw a hard leap
At the chrome Beretta under my iceberg sweater
At the Playboy [Gbm] Mansion with Hugh [G] Hefner
I'm on my grind so you know I'm gon' shine
Bought nine [F] pounds of pine from high time
Gif I got [Gb] hard so I'm climbing on the [A] tarp
My diamonds gon' [F] spark on 106 and [Gm] Park
I grab the microphone, they gon' say that boy [Eb] gone
Bringing hits to the ring like that boy Roy Jones
Front page of Rolling Stones and I'm blowing [A] zones
If a nigga talk down then I'm half the smoke he [G] don't
Put me up against the best and I [A] bet I'm gon' wreck
Put it down for my scent, extra rounds for the tech
In the [F] spotlight at Hollywood
The way I break the mic, man, I [Gbm] think I probably could
[Gm] Hit the big screens and start in a movie
I guess I'll be a porno cause the girl wanna [A] do me
Nothing but them Franks staying [Gbm] on my paper chase
MTV's breaking news, Lil' [F] Bing beat his case
My ride got bass, pack a [Bb] nine for you cakes
To get a meal ticket, how many mics will I break? _
yeah, what, ha, ha
Man [F] is like man, piece of chain [Db] up riding on Peter Pan
I [Gb] don't give a fuck, no, Slay [G] be the man, chopping up the block cause I'm riding on fans
Hold up dog, I got a partner [D] named Stan, I represent the dog south
Niggas talk down, I bust out they [Gm] mouth, what's the grill?
No, I'm for real, I'm [Eb] gonna let these niggas know [Gm] what's the damn deal
They call me Big Flake, I represent the south
I don't give a damn, fuck niggas, fuck mouth
Fuck them damn boys, pull sabatoids
I [Eb] don't give a damn cause you know I make it noise
Yes, I gotta get loud, [Gb] gotta get drunk
If [Eb] I'm on the block, you know I [G] gotta wave a trunk
I gotta put up a stereo [Ebm] and turn it loud
[Bb] I'm a gon' wreck the whole motherfucking crowd
Yes, I'm Big Flake, I go hard in the [Eb] paint
When I'm on stage, them [Gm] hoes just faint
Them [Eb] hoes going crazy, going book wide
I been getting crazy since I was a little child
Yes, Big Flake, get crunk and we'll dance
I don't give a damn, I got them [D] ants in my pants
I'm [Gm] a shake it up and I'm a gon' to bake it up
Yes, Big Flake, man, I'm a bake it up and hit the [D] damn wood corner
Snagging marijuana, all these damn hoes better get the fuck offa
My [Gm] fucking dick, my jack, I'm a gon' hit the block
I'm making shit [Bb] hot, man, I'm not stoppers like man
Boys don't feel me, I [D] don't give a damn cause man these haters wanna kill me
All [Eb] up in the studio with my boy Sid
It's [G] money to spend, we throw it in the wind
[Db] Slamming those on them boppers as I [D] roll on toppers
Waving trunk on them poppers, drop the [G] top on the dropper
Hit the bubba like Steve while I drop the bumper [Eb] kid
In the vocal booth at the basement [D] with Big Tigg
I'm not Nelly, I'm not Diddy, but you girls wanna get with me
If I came on Rap [Dm] City, I'll still serve a [G] 50
On TRL with the Carson Daly
Did a track with Jay [Eb] Z and it's a fact we stay G's
And my name is Lil' [F] Bing, I'm a swing, I'm a [Eb] swing
Dripping candy green in the bubble submarine
[G] I done crawled in the slab, my nigga Taz got a [Eb] Jag
Fits to act bad in the yellow hovercraft
Got a bad broad and she do what I say
With Beyonce, I'm riding blue over [G] gray
Man, I'm known for [Eb] wrecking, it's that Mexican Latin legend
Rapping like a Mac 11 on 100 [G].7
The house party, [A] I drank Bacardi
Popped the trunk with the remoteness to my Lexus car [Eb] key
I got a drop top candy blue Ferrari
I can pull [A] bops if I throw a hard leap
At the chrome Beretta under my iceberg sweater
At the Playboy [Gbm] Mansion with Hugh [G] Hefner
I'm on my grind so you know I'm gon' shine
Bought nine [F] pounds of pine from high time
Gif I got [Gb] hard so I'm climbing on the [A] tarp
My diamonds gon' [F] spark on 106 and [Gm] Park
I grab the microphone, they gon' say that boy [Eb] gone
Bringing hits to the ring like that boy Roy Jones
Front page of Rolling Stones and I'm blowing [A] zones
If a nigga talk down then I'm half the smoke he [G] don't
Put me up against the best and I [A] bet I'm gon' wreck
Put it down for my scent, extra rounds for the tech
In the [F] spotlight at Hollywood
The way I break the mic, man, I [Gbm] think I probably could
[Gm] Hit the big screens and start in a movie
I guess I'll be a porno cause the girl wanna [A] do me
Nothing but them Franks staying [Gbm] on my paper chase
MTV's breaking news, Lil' [F] Bing beat his case
My ride got bass, pack a [Bb] nine for you cakes
To get a meal ticket, how many mics will I break? _
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