Chords for From What I Was Told

_ _ _ What's up big baby?
You know what's up, dawg.
Bitch, they ain't gonna like this here, you heard me?
They ain't gonna [Bb] like it, you know what I'm saying?
_ [Gb] Fuck em, you heard me?
[D] From [Ebm] what I was told, niggas say I'ma hit no limit
Like Pac hit that road with me
Come on now, [Bbm] dance, hoe, and blow
I'm like a world [Bb] trade, and be protected by no limit
Take those, caveman [Eb] grenades
[Eb] Could you recall the soldiers that used to be [Ebm] crawling?
Now I'm balling, don't plan on falling
For [Bb] the world, left the pearl in the doorman's [Gb] hand
On the set, [Bb] cause I got plans bigger than this entire project
[Eb] I run with steel object totems, niggas that smoke cocaine
Watching me and they backs coping, [Ebm] I'd all soldier haters
[Bb] Quick draw, McGraw, nigga, see ya [Ebm] later
Cradle to the [Bb] grave, yeah, your dad a major
Let's see if he could be [Eb] your savior
When I caved you, chesting women, murder weapon
They can't find air, I just smitten Weston
On the Glock, streamer [Bb] jeans, with nimble beans
You know what I [Ebm] mean, for the automatic [Bb] thing
That's light up the scene in Brigham, Blackhall, Lewis
Nothing but [Eb] gun smoke, cause all your smell
Niggas lying dead on bullets and shells
My people dwell through uptown, [Bb] where the shit goes down
Shot callers, them big ballers, smugglers know
The doo doo brown beats [Bbm] by the pound, something you can smoke [Eb] too
Flavors like [Ebm] jambalaya, red beans, rice, [Eb] gumbo, and stew
My nigga will say it's all on you, it's chopper city
Run up the [Bb] clique, clan and posse, ain't no stopping
My committee, shit's bigger than me
Ain't no black, noody can in trinity, you feelin me?
Oh, well [Ebm] I was told, niggas think I'ma hit no limit
Like Pac hit that road and make some money out there, [Bbm] assholes
It's true, [Ebm] I'm like a world [Bb] trade
And they be protected [Gb] by no limit, tank soldiers with gays and angry
[Ebm] Recalibration had me really patient
I was [Eb] local until you heard me on down south hustlin
It was [Bb] Nixon that told you shit is my creation
Is it real?
Yeah, cause [Gb] niggas wearing some ragless shit
Even the [Ebm] trail, my reservation is to make some mills
And stay independent, still wearing your bulls and polos
And sold to Reebok [Bb] tenants
Crushed out tank on my neck, [Ebm] protect my chest like a vest
[Bbm] No more coke, no more dope, just alcohol and [Ebm] scent
Respect my rhymes [Eb] because my mind is filled up with anger
Something [Ebm] like a Glock 40, with black tannin bullets in the chamber
[Bb] Wait till we release them, they see [Ebm] fake ass machines
[Bb] Niggas best freeze cause I can squeeze [Bbm] gas
And burn to the third degree, [Eb] make you wonder will you ever breathe again like Tony Braxton
Niggas gon' fraction about more ass than Jackson
Better ask somebody [Bb] that know me
If they're real, they gon' tell you it's real
If they fake, they gon' soldier hate
I can freestyle about em without making a mistake
Act straight, [Eb] that's my compadre
A nigga that I ride with all day
Got a cock, hair, and a trunk
Bumping up with the beef out of Pompom
[Bb] Pull that stonk, got the wind and fog up in the system all the way across
Everything we drop, we fire, don't nothing be [Ebm] broke
From what I was told, niggas think I'ma hit no limit
I'm a pocket that throw and make some money out there
[Bb] Asshole, and blow up like the world trade
And be protected by no [Gb] limit, tank soldiers with caves and agonized
I [Ebm] was a V bean, low fiend, and coke fiend with low key
And I was on a come up move
When you an [Bb] LB, used to rock the club 49
[Gb] Bag of 9-3, [Bb] hoes [Gb] giving me love
Niggas giving me doubt and [Ebm] us
Soldiers [Eb] respect soldiers and soldiers respect [Ebm] us
Thugs gotta respect soldiers, it's a move on from Lampeville to [Bb] Bronx to Maclosa
Ain't nothing changed [Ebm] but the name when you say [Bb] soldier, me Magnolia
You got that in me, keep me Glock 40, [Eb] cock back, hoes drop that
When a nigga be all the way real
Only thing they wanted to do was dick a pill, but I don't fuck around [Bb] no more
And they only saw me like that [Ebm] old clown asshole
[Bb] If my flow was a gun, [Bbm] bitch you would run when you hear me come from the head
[Eb] Every lyric is a bullet, fuck you up with some of the shit I [Ebm] say
And I done fired niggas, left me for dead, but I didn't [Bb] die
And some of them soldiers died, they only multiply
God [Bbm] left me just live, so I could blow up in the world
[Eb] I thank the man every night for taking me off that ferling grill
And gave me the opportunity to raise my son in my community
[Bb] Cause nowadays niggas got guns and shit [Bbm] screaming out unity
Motherfucker nigga blues me, that's something I can't [Ebm] go for
I done signed a contract, set the studio door
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