Chords for BM J.R.

_ I mean, Shawty, you know what I'm [A] talking about?
[G] I'm pooping these niggas off.
They slippin', look like they ain't got [B] money no more, [E] man. So what?
Fuck, you know what we going to do, huh?
What we've [A] been doing, huh, [G] nigga?
We going to load up, get a lot more, get a lot more,
and say fuck [Em] them, nigga.
Keep fucking shit, keep fucking her off.
Load up on more bitches.
Them, you know what I'm saying?
We're going to get greedy too, nigga.
I ain't never getting full.
I'm full-blooded with this grind.
I got it.
Yeah.
Yeah, I got it.
[E] It's harder than ever to own a key to survive [A] this kill.
[G] If the elements don't murder you, the riders [Bm] will [E] for real
And niggas know I go hard [A] till the [G] bullets get involved
And I got em playing [B] dodgeball with [E] bullets
Yeah, I got this sword [A] all [G] fully in the shoulder
Young lady get fuckin' [B] played [E] pussy
Ha, we hit em up while [A] they [G] lookin' in them body shots
Hope you put the head [Bm] shots to [E] a good roll, now damn
And if the red [A] dot spot [G] em, then I hollow head bout em
Knock his dick [Bm] to his [Em] bottom, check
Yeah, I can see we grind from the bottom
Just to make it to the bottom at the very bottom of the map
Lil' weasel run up piranhas everywhere you eat
You gotta wear your extra condom and a extra cap
Your bitch could hit it, but actin' like a man
And niggas think that she could stand, but actin' like a man
A backless hand, your man don't command
In front of niggas, he cool with them boys on the [E] flame
I'm on it, I get just a [A] different [G] climate
Stuck in the animal peak, go runnin' [Em] with my prime
You made it here till you done it, [A] like in [G] five states
We see hustle, no blubber, [B] I put [Em] on weight
And in the drought, I go on a diet [A] and [G] stretch more
Lose all that weight, leave a nigga [B] with [E] stretch marks
Me don't even come up to a [A] nigga, [G] just pass up, huh
What the fuck you get [B] in the [E] club for?
Real shit, I'm duckin' bombs [A] from a [G] drug war
No religion, but the fuck you swear that [B] I'm a [E] drug lord?
Father forgive him, for they know not [A] who they [G] pushing, Lord
Father forgive me if I have to [B] send him, pray [Em] to Lord
I'm just tryin' to dodge the shots they sent to the guard
They ridin' up highway to heaven, Boulevard
_ Them niggas pussy and jive, not even in the eye exam
They ain't lookin' for eye, for A and a K
Or make your face cook to the side
Now when you smilin', everybody gotta look from the side
Cause when you wildin', you ain't lookin', you just lookin' high
And when we hungry, you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon meringue
Apple [G] custard, cherry jelly, don't make me get the biscuit [B] buster
[E]
What up, sizzle, you my [A] distant [G] brother
Real shit, nigga, same father, [B] different mother
[E] Shit, I skip the frontin' and stick [A] to [G] keepin' it real
You not know me for nothin' [Bm] other
[E] I'm somethin' other than people you feel
I'm [A] deeper for [G] real, I'm deeper than skills
My speakers can [Em] tell, rest in peace _ _ _ _ _
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You sleep in the field for tryin' [A] to do [G] it
I brush your hair to the meat
Turn your mind [B] to food, [E] food for thought, food
I ain't lyin' [A] to you, [G] I light his body and set fire [Bm] to him
[E] I tie his body in sheets, put the tires [A] to him
[G] Make him feel the escalate, put his feet in [B] the [E] blades
Damn, I'm the heat and [A] the [G] blaze
And niggas keep they ways when I'm in the streets [B] with Blake
[Em] Why?
My nigga hungry, he'll eat the plate
And if I ask the homeboy, he'll eat your face
Yeah, and though he got me, you can ask
I'm like a pool table, I keep the A _
My side pockets sideways when I prop it
Leave a nigga sideways for five days
Spur man talk
Yeah, nigga, I tell him, I tell him again, shorty
If I want it, get some motherfuckin' [B] ramen, [E] nigga
Ay, check my swag, I travel [A] like [G]
Sloundog
You play hard and then grapple [Em] like Brown Dog
I'm underground, call me Brown Hog
Lay down laws, call me Crown Law
Don't confuse [E] me with the law, nah
But just confuse me [A] with my pa
[G] Because I am the Birdman J
Uh, [B] I ain't [E] trippin', nigga
I play the corner like [A] Rippin', nigga
[G] With the 40-pound Rippin', nigga [B] [E] Rippin', nigga
Flip your vehicle, stretch [A] your [G] windshield
Whack your baby mama, but I let [B] the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still
Cause the little [G] nigga still ride on big [Em] wheels
You feel an animal, then come on [A] and get [G] killed
A sick pill, bandanas, like [Em] bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I blow a weekend [A] in [Em] Havana
In my cabana, with my bottom bitch from Savannah
[E] Man, a train couldn't stop [A] your man
[G] I man up, and you not a man
I [B] stand [Em] up, say I got my land
I'm the man of my land, call it Lil' Louisiana
That's the new plan
Yeah, nigga, you bought some money, get at me, nigga
That's the only way
Dumb shit, we bought that, get at me
You under there?
[F] Nigga, Roll