Chords for haystak off tha wall
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Bm
G
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] Ladies and [E] gentlemen, we don't normally tolerate no hold [B] on the rip raft [E] around here at the [Bm] Thirsty Turtle [E] located at 1901 [B] Kainesville Road, [E] Lebanon, [Bm] Tennessee.
But [E] tonight, tonight we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big [B] things.
[E] I want [B] everybody to put [E] your hand together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome [B] for
[E] Haystack Mad Me.
[B] Oh, fuck yourself.
Blow out some cooking mail.
[E] Where we at?
Boy should have hooked the left.
Now we're riding [B] through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the man over here.
Holy Bible with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror.
I know y'all ain't from around here.
Down deep off in that dirty man.
Good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean to the dirty gang.
So you knew you and [F] I do the same.
Yes, [B] the grain.
Where I came.
Whole lot of good people did [E] the same.
Mouth to feed, head to raise.
Some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I put the flavor.
Snap on my neighbor.
All in the jaw like, what you say, bruh?
Boy, if ain't stress, I got dress.
Kind of tight, drinks and drinks.
Ain't nobody end up in an argument.
Expect to have in the middle of an incident.
But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
[G] They [E] all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
M.O. M.O. where you been?
Around the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet.
Fuck that, we gon' drop a cassette.
Put it on [B] the market.
[E] Hot shit.
If you ain't got it, cop it.
I spit redneck and legit.
Ain't a lot of rappers that's fuck for me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses.
Yeah, [B] big shit is how you [E] live.
Talk shit till I find the crib.
Hide the kids.
All this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers [B] don't give a fuck [E] no more.
My baby don't stay at 1304.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more.
But come on in, beauty, come in the den.
I'm putting one in your chin and one in your friend.
When that motherfucker finally let me out of the pen, I bet you bitch will never ever try to get me again.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
They all fuck [Bm] the law.
[E] Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup [Bm] with alcohol.
[E] Two things I learned since I started.
Two kinds of words, [B] good and garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the [B] kind that shoot, and the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the [E] kind that float.
But it all comes in on my nanabowl.
No, it don't.
It's all through the [B] jungle, goats and mules.
You pay for the dope, the boat and [E] fuel.
The distance between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do
is come down south, work something out.
Go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers till they bite these vices.
Get up in the [B] morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low, bro, and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't got to wear diamonds all the time.
Damn, dawg, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate.
You an avatar.
Boy, drug indictment.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down.
It's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
Look, some I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all down that whole little wall.
They all fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Look, [Abm] some I wrote [E] when I was off the wall.
All y'all down that whole little wall.
They all [B] fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B]
[E]
Look.
[G] [E]
[N]
But [E] tonight, tonight we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big [B] things.
[E] I want [B] everybody to put [E] your hand together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome [B] for
[E] Haystack Mad Me.
[B] Oh, fuck yourself.
Blow out some cooking mail.
[E] Where we at?
Boy should have hooked the left.
Now we're riding [B] through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the man over here.
Holy Bible with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror.
I know y'all ain't from around here.
Down deep off in that dirty man.
Good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean to the dirty gang.
So you knew you and [F] I do the same.
Yes, [B] the grain.
Where I came.
Whole lot of good people did [E] the same.
Mouth to feed, head to raise.
Some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I put the flavor.
Snap on my neighbor.
All in the jaw like, what you say, bruh?
Boy, if ain't stress, I got dress.
Kind of tight, drinks and drinks.
Ain't nobody end up in an argument.
Expect to have in the middle of an incident.
But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
[G] They [E] all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
M.O. M.O. where you been?
Around the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet.
Fuck that, we gon' drop a cassette.
Put it on [B] the market.
[E] Hot shit.
If you ain't got it, cop it.
I spit redneck and legit.
Ain't a lot of rappers that's fuck for me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses.
Yeah, [B] big shit is how you [E] live.
Talk shit till I find the crib.
Hide the kids.
All this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers [B] don't give a fuck [E] no more.
My baby don't stay at 1304.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more.
But come on in, beauty, come in the den.
I'm putting one in your chin and one in your friend.
When that motherfucker finally let me out of the pen, I bet you bitch will never ever try to get me again.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
They all fuck [Bm] the law.
[E] Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup [Bm] with alcohol.
[E] Two things I learned since I started.
Two kinds of words, [B] good and garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the [B] kind that shoot, and the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the [E] kind that float.
But it all comes in on my nanabowl.
No, it don't.
It's all through the [B] jungle, goats and mules.
You pay for the dope, the boat and [E] fuel.
The distance between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do
is come down south, work something out.
Go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers till they bite these vices.
Get up in the [B] morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low, bro, and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't got to wear diamonds all the time.
Damn, dawg, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate.
You an avatar.
Boy, drug indictment.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down.
It's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
Look, some I wrote when I was off the wall.
All y'all down that whole little wall.
They all fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
Look, [Abm] some I wrote [E] when I was off the wall.
All y'all down that whole little wall.
They all [B] fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B]
[E]
Look.
[G] [E]
[N]
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_ [B] Ladies and [E] gentlemen, we don't normally tolerate no hold [B] on the rip raft [E] around here at the [Bm] Thirsty Turtle [E] located at 1901 [B] Kainesville Road, [E] Lebanon, [Bm] Tennessee.
But [E] tonight, tonight we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big [B] things.
[E] I want [B] everybody to put [E] your hand together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome [B] for _
[E] _ Haystack Mad Me. _ _
_ [B] Oh, fuck yourself.
Blow out some cooking mail.
[E] Where we at?
Boy should have hooked the left.
Now we're riding [B] through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the man over here.
Holy Bible with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror.
I know y'all ain't from around here.
Down deep off in that dirty man.
Good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean to the dirty gang.
So you knew you and [F] I do the same.
Yes, [B] the grain.
Where I came.
Whole lot of good people did [E] the same.
Mouth to feed, head to raise.
Some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I put the flavor.
Snap on my neighbor.
All in the jaw like, what you say, bruh?
Boy, if ain't stress, I got dress.
Kind of tight, drinks and drinks.
Ain't nobody end up in an argument.
Expect to have in the middle of an incident.
But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ _ All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
_ _ [G] They [E] all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
_ Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ _ All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
_ _ They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
M.O. M.O. where you been?
Around the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet.
Fuck that, we gon' drop a cassette.
Put it on [B] the market.
[E] Hot shit.
If you ain't got it, cop it.
I spit redneck and legit.
Ain't a lot of rappers that's fuck for me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses.
Yeah, [B] big shit is how you [E] live.
Talk shit till I find the crib.
Hide the kids.
All this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers [B] don't give a fuck [E] no more.
My baby don't stay at 1304.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more.
But come on in, beauty, come in the den.
I'm putting one in your chin and one in your friend.
When that motherfucker finally let me out of the pen, I bet you bitch will never ever try to get me again.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
_ _ They all fuck [Bm] the law.
[E] Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
_ _ They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup [Bm] with alcohol. _ _
[E] Two things I learned since I started. _
Two kinds of words, [B] good and garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the [B] kind that shoot, and the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the [E] kind that float.
But it all comes in on my nanabowl.
No, it don't.
It's all through the [B] jungle, goats and mules.
You pay for the dope, the boat and [E] fuel.
The distance between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do
is come down south, work something out.
Go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers till they bite these vices.
Get up in the [B] morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low, bro, and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't got to wear diamonds all the time.
Damn, dawg, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate.
You an avatar.
Boy, drug indictment.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down.
It's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
Look, some I wrote when I was off the wall. _
_ All y'all down that whole little wall.
_ They all fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol. _
Look, [Abm] some I wrote [E] when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all down that whole little wall.
_ They all [B] fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
Look.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
But [E] tonight, tonight we're gonna make an exception for a local boy who has done big [B] things.
[E] I want [B] everybody to put [E] your hand together.
Big Thirsty Turtle welcome [B] for _
[E] _ Haystack Mad Me. _ _
_ [B] Oh, fuck yourself.
Blow out some cooking mail.
[E] Where we at?
Boy should have hooked the left.
Now we're riding [B] through the suburbs, scared to death.
[E] Cause I ain't gonna be the man over here.
Holy Bible with an open mirror.
Blue lights in the rear view mirror.
I know y'all ain't from around here.
Down deep off in that dirty man.
Good people do dirty things.
Hard to be clean to the dirty gang.
So you knew you and [F] I do the same.
Yes, [B] the grain.
Where I came.
Whole lot of good people did [E] the same.
Mouth to feed, head to raise.
Some of y'all ain't got shit to say.
But I put the flavor.
Snap on my neighbor.
All in the jaw like, what you say, bruh?
Boy, if ain't stress, I got dress.
Kind of tight, drinks and drinks.
Ain't nobody end up in an argument.
Expect to have in the middle of an incident.
But when old boy got up out of that cement, it was like just being in an accident.
Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ _ All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
_ _ [G] They [E] all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
_ Little mama I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ _ All y'all got to let it hold a wall.
_ _ They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
M.O. M.O. where you been?
Around the block and biggie back again.
Crops ain't ready to cut yet.
Fuck that, we gon' drop a cassette.
Put it on [B] the market.
[E] Hot shit.
If you ain't got it, cop it.
I spit redneck and legit.
Ain't a lot of rappers that's fuck for me.
Hey, little big words, big nails, big birds, big asses.
Yeah, [B] big shit is how you [E] live.
Talk shit till I find the crib.
Hide the kids.
All this there ain't loving more.
Motherfuckers [B] don't give a fuck [E] no more.
My baby don't stay at 1304.
Think I ain't got the Mac 11 no more.
But come on in, beauty, come in the den.
I'm putting one in your chin and one in your friend.
When that motherfucker finally let me out of the pen, I bet you bitch will never ever try to get me again.
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
_ _ They all fuck [Bm] the law.
[E] Grab a broad.
Fill your cup with alcohol. _
Little something I wrote when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all got to let it hold a little while.
_ _ They all fuck the law.
Grab a broad.
Fill your cup [Bm] with alcohol. _ _
[E] Two things I learned since I started. _
Two kinds of words, [B] good and garbage.
Two [E] kinds of coke, the [B] kind that shoot, and the kind that smoke.
The kind that dissolve and the [E] kind that float.
But it all comes in on my nanabowl.
No, it don't.
It's all through the [B] jungle, goats and mules.
You pay for the dope, the boat and [E] fuel.
The distance between the connect and you.
And if you live up north, the best thing to do
is come down south, work something out.
Go back home and start running them out.
Cash class, get a nice surprise.
Watch the motherfuckers till they bite these vices.
Get up in the [B] morning, go to work.
Try to look as though you don't do [E] dirt.
Stay low, bro, and you won't get hurt.
Keep the connect happy and you won't get murked.
You ain't got to wear diamonds all the time.
Damn, dawg, you ain't bust a rhyme.
That shining don't make any sense, you idiot.
You ain't legitimate.
You an avatar.
Boy, drug indictment.
Run around here like you're out of your mind.
Somebody gonna drop down.
It's just a matter of time.
Watch what I tell you.
Look, some I wrote when I was off the wall. _
_ All y'all down that whole little wall.
_ They all fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol. _
Look, [Abm] some I wrote [E] when I was off the wall.
_ All y'all down that whole little wall.
_ They all [B] fucked the law.
Rebel broad, fill your cup with alcohol.
[B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
Look.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _