Get Ya Mind Right Chords by Young Jeezy

[Ebm] _ I'm one of the realest niggas in this shit, man.
I got the [Bbm] motherfuckin' streets, nigga.
I came in the game with everything I motherfuckin' wanted, nigga.
[F] This shit about respect, me?
Love to see when I walk up to the club, a nigga run up on me, tell me I'm the realest nigga livin', nigga.
Know what I'm sayin'?
[Dm] I'm the realest nigga in it, you already know.
Got trap blood a year, four times in a row.
[Bb] What they give you?
A [F] lifetime supply, bank and solar _ clientele.
A Rolley watch, two [Dm] pot, and three scales.
Can get a 550 in the Hummer.
The birds fly down south to Georgia for the [Bb] summer.
_ _ _ [F] Money holds cars closed.
Coke prices up and down like [Bb] six-fo's.
_ _ [Dm] Just cause I'm fly like a helicopter,
the Federales on my tail call them [Bb] birdwatchers.
_ [Dm] Minus the bullshit, life's great.
Just got a camera on the peak and my life's great.
_ What it do?
What the business is?
Word on the street, G's and on the handler [Bb] hill.
Get your [F] mind right.
Let me talk to him.
Get your mind right.
Let me talk [Bb] to him.
_ [Dm] What it do?
What the business is?
Word on the street, G's and on the handler [Bb] hill.
Get your [F] mind right.
Let me talk to him.
Get your mind right.
Let me talk [Bb] to him.
It's not [Dm] a trick question.
Yeah, I'm strapped bitch.
Also, rip, nigga.
Miss me with that rap shit.
Rapping ass nigga, you better do numbers I ain't [F] got around, I'ma do [Bb] numbers
_ [Dm] A big shootout on the highway G's are hanging out the coupe, letting it ride
[Bb] sideways _ [Dm] A straight G nigga, don't tempt me
I'll lend you the whole clip, till the shit [Bb] empty
_ _ [Dm] Big stacks, yeah I got that That's why I copped that Chris by the six pack
Got the fed lines ringing like a telethon _ Snitches want me locked up like A [Bb]-Kon
_ _ [Dm] What it do, what the business is Word on the street, G's are on the handle [Bb] here
Bitch get your [F] mind right, let me talk to em
Bitch get your mind right, let me talk [Bb] to em
_ [Dm] What it do, what the business is Word on the street, G's are on the handle [Bb] here
Bitch get your mind [F] right, let me talk to em
Bitch get your mind right, [Dm] let me talk to em
[Bb] G's are riders, [Dm] G's are motherfucking fools Don't approach em like that, you and G's ain't cool
[Bb] G's are [Dm] gangsta, he roll with the real G's And if he smoking, best believe it's real true
_ From LA, straight kush _ Presidential shit, call it [Bb] George Bush
[Dm] Everyday is like a game, call it Fear Factor Got a truck full of bricks like a [Bb] contractor
You seen [Dm] niggas leave here, and they ain't coming back Left em slumped on the grain in his [Bb] Cadillac
Jimmy [Dm] crack corn, G's a flip O's I just stick to the script, y'all niggas [Bb] _ hoes
[Dm] What it do, what the business is Word on the street, G's are on the handle [Bb] here
Bitch get your [F] mind right, let me talk to em
Bitch get your mind right, let me talk [Bb] to em
_ [Dm] What it do, what the business is Word on the street, G's are on the handle [Bb] here
Bitch get your [Dm] mind right, let me [F] talk to em
Bitch get your mind right, let me talk [Bb] to em
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