Real Muthaphuckkin Gs chords

I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done.
I'm done _ _ .
F# _ _ _ _ _ _ _ B _ .
_ A _ C# _ E I'm done G Real A motherfuckers.
B _ .
_ A _ C# _ E _ _ G _ A _ B _ .
_ A _ C# _ E _ G Real A motherfuckers Real motherfuckers.
Hey Bm yo doctor, here's A another C# bopper.
Trackin' E his fat rocks to sniper.
G Time to A pay the paper.
B.
And let that A real shit C# perform.
See E you's a wannabe G# loafer, then you'll get smoked.
A And I hope B that your fans understand.
A When you're talkin' C# about winnin' E me.
The same records G that you're makin' A is payin' me.
G#.
Motherfuck Dre, motherfuck Snoop.
Motherfuck Death Row.
F# Yo and here comes my next Bm blow.
Cause I'm the E-A A-Z-Y-E C#-N.
Cause E this the season.
To let the G real A motherfuckin' G's B in.
You're like a kid, you A find the perfect C# night at Dapper.
E But tell me where the fuck you G find the D adderess to grab Bm her.
Talkin' about who A you gon' squabble C# with.
And who you E shoot.
You're only sixty G pounds when you're D wearin' B boots.
Damn E, they A tried to fade C# you on Dre E Day.
But Dre Day G only meant G# Eazy Spade B Day.
All they was sayin'.
Dr.
Dre C# is a G E-Fang.
But on his G own album covers.
He A was a G B-Fang.
So nigga please, A nigga please.
C# Don't step E to these motherfuckin' F# real G# G's.
Bm I'm a doppin' in this A beat.
So you D better know.
E _ F# _ _ A B It's a new rapper, claimin' A to be dapper C# than the F# Trayster.
So I'ma be in a bitch G#-sport, but Tray's A a rollin' B gangsta.
And broke a long A way in life.
Bm And every time you rap.
You're a boogie D-app of all the guns in life.
Just take Bm a good look at the nigga A and you'll C# catch her.
The kind F# that the rasta.
Is simply C# G# disenacted.
Who B mastered the bang and the swing.
A And the C# mental of F# niggas in cotton.
Why, it's G a sound G# syndrome.
Never B ever once have you ran A with the D turf.
But yet E in every verse, claim you used F# to do the derp.
G# But tell B me who's the witness.
To A your fuckin' work.
Bm See, you never E had no witness.
So say F# the drama G# jerk.
A Niggas straight kill me, knowin' that they pranksters.
This C# is goin' out C to your studio gangsters.
See, A I did derp, but it work.
And many niggas can vouch Bm that.
So since I got straight, C I got the right to rap about Bm that.
But niggas like you, A I gotta C# hate ya.
Cause E I'm just Tazza Buria G# niggas.
Talkin' about making up for B projects.
Knowin' you ain't A seen no C# parts of the streets.
E You think F# you started tryin' to bang around G# the top of the keys, B sweetie.
Wearin' khakis in my E YR1.
Little fag tryna stack G with the G# flood.
Not the B same time.
And your set don't C# accept ya.
E Scared to kick it with your homies.
F# Cause you know G# they don't B respect ya.
So nigga, A please check nuts C# before you E step to these G motherfuckin' real G# G's.
G Well, it's the G# knockout.
Definition, original, baby F#m gangsta.
I push me like you hard, motherfucker.
I'ma B make ya, shake ya.
With my fuckin' F#m shank, if I have to.
Dr.
Dre is Snoop Dogg, he does the fuckin' B hapless.
Gangstas, A studio gangstas.
C# But E this time, you're F#m dealing with some G# real Bm motherfuckers.
G's, A nigga, please D don't try to Em step to the future.
I'ma do things I F#m feel capitalist G# on that pussy Bm left.
See, young niggas A like me, I'll B break you off Em somethin'.
Climbin' my city, F#m but, right, G#m you ain't the Bm poppin'.
Niggas like y A'all is what I C# call E monomies.
And that shit compared F# to real G# motherfuckin' Bm G's.
Stop livin' this A jerk, show C# him better.
E If you're good.
G _ G# _ B.
OG, who A never did shit B wrong.
You E try to dis a easy E, so G# now, nigga, it's on B you.
And your doggy don't A think that y'all B hoggin' shit.
E All for you bitches to F# come and suck my G# doggy dick.
B Big nigga thinks you gon' A make your shit, B but then E again.
Some niggas think it F#m makes a G#m man.
B Damn, it's a trick how a A nigga can switch, B so.
E From wearing lipstick to F# smokin' on G# chronic ethnic.
B.
And now you A think you're B bigger.
E But to me, you ain't nothin' F# but a G# bitch-ass B nigga.
That ain't A worth a B food stamp.
E And at death row, I F# hear you gettin' G# treated like boot A camp.
G Gotta follow your sergeant's directions.
Or get your ass perked with this whippin' weapon.
Learn a Am lesson from the E's.
Stay in your place and don't G step to real motherfuckin' B G's.
Stop livin' this A jerk, show B him better.
E _ F#m If you're good.
G#m OG, who never did shit B wrong.
You _ A _ B _ E try to F#m dis a easy E, G#m so B.
now, nigga, it's on you.
And your A doggy don't think that B _ E _ _ G G# y'all hoggin' shit.
B All for you bitches to come and suck my doggy dick.
Big A B nigga E thinks you gon' make your shit.
All for you bitches to come