Chords for Bitch Niggaz

Some good ass weed.
Check it out dawg.
This game is a motherfucking trip man.
Word on the streets.
[Am] Everybody always trying to run up on me hollering my word on the streets.
This nigga said this.
Man I don't give a fuck about what that nigga said [Em] man.
That's what's wrong with you niggas.
You niggas just like bitches.
Whole ass niggas.
Talk too [Am] motherfucking much.
Speak.
Stay to your own.
Get your own.
You know what I'm saying?
Be [F#] independent nigga.
BLEACH!
[B] Bitch niggas.
_ _ [Bm]
Bitch niggas.
Bitch niggas.
[C] Jazz niggas.
Bitch niggas.
Talk about chill bitch niggas.
And then you too.
Hm.
[Bm] Dawg.
I meet more bitch niggas than hoes.
Look here.
[B] And I really don't know.
But [C] that's just how it go.
Dawg.
So many niggas like to keep up shit.
And just like a bitch.
Niggas be talking [B] shit.
Smiling in my face and then they blast me in the back.
[Bm] Niggas stay strapped from way back.
[C] Cause payback.
Make niggas want to pop that shit.
If you ain't ready for the game.
Niggas stop that [Bm] shit.
We rock that shit.
And nigga Drake drop that shit.
No more talking.
Or walking in or popping the [C] clip.
Lock on the hip.
Set tripping dipping and shit.
If you act like a bitch.
Then you get smacked like [B] a bitch.
Bitch niggas.
Bitch niggas.
These [F#] niggas don't know what the fuck is going on.
[C] Yo dawg.
Check it kick back.
Let me holla at these niggas for a minute.
_ [B] Straight off the streets of chaos and no pity.
The aggravated.
Making these punk [C] motherfuckers hate it. Calm down.
It's the city I'm from.
Can't never leave the crib without a murder weapon.
[Bm] I can't live my life on broke no more.
And most of these fools ain't shit.
But [C] cutthroat.
They smile in the nigga face.
And for what?
They got the game fucked up.
And want my thing [B] fucked up.
I done learned a lot.
Seen a whole [Em] lot.
Top notch nigga.
I'm fiending for that [C] spot.
Now peep game on what 6 Deuce told [A] me.
These niggas have to be okay for Dr.
D.R. [B].E. What? And these punk ass hoes is looking for dope. You gotta watch your homeboys. Cause a nigga never [C] know. Oh, they'll be around. But when your paper get low. Just like Master P said. There they go. There [B] they go. Bitch niggas. _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] Bitch nigga. Bitch nigga. Bitch nigga. [Bm] Hella bitch [C] nigga. You's a bitch nigga. Huh? Bitch nigga. [B] Bitch nigga. Bitch nigga. I know your type. So much bitch in you. If it was slightly darker. Lights was little dimmer. My dick be stuck up in your [C] windpipe. You ever blow me to fight. I'm from the old school. Like Romy, Rome, [Cm] homie. Yo, you owe me the [Bm] right. To slap you. Like the bitch that you are. They want to tap you. Every since you was mad. Y'all got me with that bitch in your car. [C] Fool. Who do you think you are? Mr. Big stuff. Man, you shit on here. Get your shit bust. [B] Plus. Pistol whip. Cover it up. Use your bitch's blush. Mr. Powder Puff. Yo. Ball game [C] loud enough. Huh? I know. Chihuahuas. That's more. Rah, rah. Ha ha. I have to laugh. Drake. I bet he take [B] bubble baths. You don't want no trouble with the aftermath staff. Trust me. Doggy dog. Dicky. Dr. Plus me. [C] No use of bus to slap. Hussy. Soft. That's a hush puppy. [A#] Must we break you down to estrogen? Most hated [Em] specimens. A bitch. That's your old. Hussy. _ [B] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
Screaming. And looking. [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C] I'm screaming. And. And. And. _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [C] And. And. And. And. And. And. _ And. _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
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