Chords for Naughty By Nature-Ghetto Bastard dvdrip.avi
Tempo:
101.8 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
Db
Ab
Gb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Db]
Smooth it out.
This is a story about the drifter, who waited for the worst, because the best lived lost town.
Who never planned on having so thick.
Why me?
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] Some [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] get a little and some keep nuts, some catch a bad one, and some leave the job half
I was one who never had and always mad never knew my dad mother fuck the bag
We're anywhere I did pick up flip the clip up see many stick up cuz niggas and the finger
I couldn't get a job nappy hair was not allowed my mother couldn't afford us all she had to throw me out
I walk the strip with this and put one a hit they got a book I had to eat this money for this spit
I threw it [C] great.
I wasn't paid [Bbm] enough.
I kept one more cuz I couldn't afford a [Db] haircut.
I got like that
I got chumps.
I got this I got upset
I got a ticket up and then a clip was down to pull the lead to any feelings back there
I still have me broke.
So a lot [Bbm] of good and what it did or done.
It's not for bad luck
I wouldn't have none.
Why did I have to live a life with such a bad one?
Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one and always wanted to live like a [Db] fat
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
I
[Db]
[Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Gb] [Db]
[Gb] [Db]
[Ebm]
[Dbm]
Know I say there's gotta be a better way
[C]
That's how
[Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] My [Bbm]
[Db] third year to [Ab] adulthood is still a [Bbm] knucklehead.
I'm better off dead.
That's what my [Ab] neighbor said
I don't you check my fire light in the [Bbm] street and I playing high with a machete sex with [Db] Freddy's wife
So they I'm rolling on nothing but a dog now
I said that with a fuck you wanna bow wow
It's not a bullshit within the last week then the flop low in the doodle on the concrete
I've been a deadbeat death to the world is yet wrong since I was born as my life.
Oh, you don't know the song
So don't sit back and please don't say you understand all that man
I'm in talk and walk down if you ain't living you couldn't feel it
So feel it skillet and all I told about it won't help it out now will it and they'll tell you like I stuck up
[Bbm] Drop the shot.
Don't worry.
I hit Bob Flurry in his truck and struck
But I'm the one who has the label has an outcast bitches schools
I'm the mystic our outlast [Ab] but that's cool with the book back and backwards
That's what you fucking with a shit bastard
If you ain't never been to [Bbm] the ghetto don't ever come to the [Ab] ghetto cuz you wouldn't understand it [Bbm] yet
Stay the fuck out [Gb] of [Db] it Well me
[Bbm] [Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Db]
[Gb] [Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Db]
Smooth it out.
This is a story about the drifter, who waited for the worst, because the best lived lost town.
Who never planned on having so thick.
Why me?
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] Some [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] get a little and some keep nuts, some catch a bad one, and some leave the job half
I was one who never had and always mad never knew my dad mother fuck the bag
We're anywhere I did pick up flip the clip up see many stick up cuz niggas and the finger
I couldn't get a job nappy hair was not allowed my mother couldn't afford us all she had to throw me out
I walk the strip with this and put one a hit they got a book I had to eat this money for this spit
I threw it [C] great.
I wasn't paid [Bbm] enough.
I kept one more cuz I couldn't afford a [Db] haircut.
I got like that
I got chumps.
I got this I got upset
I got a ticket up and then a clip was down to pull the lead to any feelings back there
I still have me broke.
So a lot [Bbm] of good and what it did or done.
It's not for bad luck
I wouldn't have none.
Why did I have to live a life with such a bad one?
Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one and always wanted to live like a [Db] fat
[Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
I
[Db]
[Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Gb] [Db]
[Gb] [Db]
[Ebm]
[Dbm]
Know I say there's gotta be a better way
[C]
That's how
[Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Gb]
[Db] My [Bbm]
[Db] third year to [Ab] adulthood is still a [Bbm] knucklehead.
I'm better off dead.
That's what my [Ab] neighbor said
I don't you check my fire light in the [Bbm] street and I playing high with a machete sex with [Db] Freddy's wife
So they I'm rolling on nothing but a dog now
I said that with a fuck you wanna bow wow
It's not a bullshit within the last week then the flop low in the doodle on the concrete
I've been a deadbeat death to the world is yet wrong since I was born as my life.
Oh, you don't know the song
So don't sit back and please don't say you understand all that man
I'm in talk and walk down if you ain't living you couldn't feel it
So feel it skillet and all I told about it won't help it out now will it and they'll tell you like I stuck up
[Bbm] Drop the shot.
Don't worry.
I hit Bob Flurry in his truck and struck
But I'm the one who has the label has an outcast bitches schools
I'm the mystic our outlast [Ab] but that's cool with the book back and backwards
That's what you fucking with a shit bastard
If you ain't never been to [Bbm] the ghetto don't ever come to the [Ab] ghetto cuz you wouldn't understand it [Bbm] yet
Stay the fuck out [Gb] of [Db] it Well me
[Bbm] [Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Db]
[Gb] [Db] [Ab] [Bbm]
[Ab] [Db]
Key:
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Db
Ab
Gb
C
Bbm
Db
Ab
[Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Smooth it out.
This is a story about the drifter, who waited for the worst, because the best lived lost town.
Who never planned on having so thick.
Why me?
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] Some [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] get a little and some keep nuts, some catch a bad one, and some leave the job half
I was one who never had and always mad never knew my dad mother fuck the bag
We're anywhere I did pick up flip the clip up see many stick up cuz niggas and the finger
I couldn't get a job nappy hair was not allowed my mother couldn't afford us all she had to throw me out
I walk the strip with this and put one a hit they got a book I had to eat this money for this spit
I threw it [C] great.
I wasn't paid [Bbm] enough.
I kept one more cuz I couldn't afford a [Db] haircut.
I got like that
I got chumps.
I got this I got upset
I got a ticket up and then a clip was down to pull the lead to any feelings back there
I still have me broke.
So a lot [Bbm] of good and what it did or done.
It's not for bad luck
I wouldn't have none.
Why did I have to live a life with such a bad one?
Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one and always wanted to live like a [Db] fat
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb]
I
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_ Know I say there's gotta be a better way _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
That's how
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ My _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[Db] third year to [Ab] adulthood is still a [Bbm] knucklehead.
I'm better off dead.
That's what my [Ab] neighbor said
I don't you check my fire light in the [Bbm] street and I playing high with a machete sex with [Db] Freddy's wife
So they I'm rolling on nothing but a dog now
I said that with a fuck you wanna bow wow
It's not a bullshit within the last week then the flop low in the doodle on the concrete
I've been a deadbeat death to the world is yet wrong since I was born as my life.
Oh, you don't know the song
So don't sit back and please don't say you understand all that man
I'm in talk and walk down if you ain't living you couldn't feel it
So feel it skillet and all I told about it won't help it out now will it and they'll tell you like I stuck up
[Bbm] Drop the shot.
Don't worry.
I hit Bob Flurry in his truck and struck
But I'm the one who has the label has an outcast bitches schools
I'm the mystic our outlast [Ab] but that's cool with the book back and backwards
That's what you fucking with a shit bastard
If you ain't never been to [Bbm] the ghetto don't ever come to the [Ab] ghetto cuz you wouldn't understand it [Bbm] yet
Stay the fuck out [Gb] of [Db] it Well _ _ _ _ me _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Gb] _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Smooth it out.
This is a story about the drifter, who waited for the worst, because the best lived lost town.
Who never planned on having so thick.
Why me?
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] Some [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] get a little and some keep nuts, some catch a bad one, and some leave the job half
I was one who never had and always mad never knew my dad mother fuck the bag
We're anywhere I did pick up flip the clip up see many stick up cuz niggas and the finger
I couldn't get a job nappy hair was not allowed my mother couldn't afford us all she had to throw me out
I walk the strip with this and put one a hit they got a book I had to eat this money for this spit
I threw it [C] great.
I wasn't paid [Bbm] enough.
I kept one more cuz I couldn't afford a [Db] haircut.
I got like that
I got chumps.
I got this I got upset
I got a ticket up and then a clip was down to pull the lead to any feelings back there
I still have me broke.
So a lot [Bbm] of good and what it did or done.
It's not for bad luck
I wouldn't have none.
Why did I have to live a life with such a bad one?
Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one and always wanted to live like a [Db] fat
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb]
I
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_ Know I say there's gotta be a better way _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
That's how
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Db] _ My _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[Db] third year to [Ab] adulthood is still a [Bbm] knucklehead.
I'm better off dead.
That's what my [Ab] neighbor said
I don't you check my fire light in the [Bbm] street and I playing high with a machete sex with [Db] Freddy's wife
So they I'm rolling on nothing but a dog now
I said that with a fuck you wanna bow wow
It's not a bullshit within the last week then the flop low in the doodle on the concrete
I've been a deadbeat death to the world is yet wrong since I was born as my life.
Oh, you don't know the song
So don't sit back and please don't say you understand all that man
I'm in talk and walk down if you ain't living you couldn't feel it
So feel it skillet and all I told about it won't help it out now will it and they'll tell you like I stuck up
[Bbm] Drop the shot.
Don't worry.
I hit Bob Flurry in his truck and struck
But I'm the one who has the label has an outcast bitches schools
I'm the mystic our outlast [Ab] but that's cool with the book back and backwards
That's what you fucking with a shit bastard
If you ain't never been to [Bbm] the ghetto don't ever come to the [Ab] ghetto cuz you wouldn't understand it [Bbm] yet
Stay the fuck out [Gb] of [Db] it Well _ _ _ _ me _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Gb] _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _