Obie Trice ft. Eminem & Dr Dre - Shit hits the fan Chords

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[Bm] Yeah
Open hopes of one day being [Em] able to [B] own their own label and [Bm] give the game up some mix came up
So just it's the way it is
It ain't in it to sit some niggas to get money and pay niggas to [Em] back them so [Bm] they can act up feel comfortable and rap
Tough and that's ass backwards them niggas just keep [B] coming back.
That's when extortion [Bm] happens struggle to get free
I know how to [Em] shit be
[B] Anything to look at you to [Bm] make me people find if you do get in this industry
It's [Bm] best to do business with me than against me niggas get behind mics
It ain't even [Em] intercest [Bm] niggas get on MTV just to ditch me this shit
Don't even piss me off from laughing all the way [B] to the bank watching the [Bm] satellite from a Bentley you niggas ain't even got a car
You're so [Em] far to my [Bm] radar.
I don't even know who the fuck you are
I'll tell you to suck my dick while I'm pissing I don't even listen to your shit to know the fuck
I'm dissing the media the speeds into these views [Em] trying to have [B] you
But it's fine this [Bm] little nigga jump move talking bodies.
Don't [B] slap me nigga, please
You gotta jump and swing up to hit me in [Bm] the knees
I laugh at these magazines when they [Em] interview him all [B] they do is make a fake [Bm] dress you bust you
The [B] pussy you're not Pac.
I knew him.
That was a real nigga.
Just a fucking insult [Bm] to him.
It's too bad
We had to fall out before [Em] he passed us [Bm] the people see you now
You will be your ass and talking to a pioneer who would you need to shit the 19 years who you got?
Yeah, I ain't even gotta say it [Em] friends.
No, [Bm] it's trying to be tough _
_ _ _ _ _ Like a man you be as hard as you say you are
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_ _ Don't [Em] read you [Bm] you back on the streets.
I send another hit at you.
This is not a hypocritical issue
I [B] will critical condition your tissue [Bm] give a fucking bartender them
I thought I [Em] attended [B] a meeting
gangsters [Bm] in the gentlemen
Fico and ever since Eminem ditched you I swear I see the women and bitching you all this bickering back and forth over
Who's [Em] nice who [Bm] Curtis put your skirt up nigga?
You got murdered.
I take it like this man is shake it off
All these magazines your plans how you gonna slap up my mansion [Em] pictures
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