Chords for P

Tempo:
75.05 bpm
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Fm

Bbm

Ab

Eb

Ebm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Just cause I pimp, I didn't want [Fm] my son to pimp
Cause it didn't [Ab] necessarily mean he was gonna make it like me
[Ebm] Didn't want my daughter to be a hoe cause she might not have been able to make it
[Fm] Aw, she would've made it, right?
Well, we'd have to give her some direction, [Bbm] you know, I ain't mad at her
Don't let this glamour eat [Fm] furs and eat diamonds and eat tailor-made [Bbm] suits and gaiters and bandanas
Cause a cat like I, [Ab] there's no way
The penitentiary [Bbm] come with all of it
Don't let him, don't [Ab] let it fool you
The penitentiary come with [Bbm] all of it
Fuck with [Eb] you niggas talking bout you gotta [Fm] be hiding
Rap don't work, push bass like [Bbm] the 80's
She cook and she [Eb] clean and her head is [Fm] amazing
Cookies in [Abm] the wood got me looking like [Bbm] an Asian
[Eb] 415's got me beating up [Fm] the pavement
When this come on, the real peas go [Bbm] crazy
Gator on [Eb] my number, never hit her, I'm [Fm] shaking
My lifestyle, man, you broke [Bbm] hoes lazy
Meet me out [Db] in Houston, my life so [Fm] therapeutic
You got it but won't shoot it, these young niggas [Bbm] stupid
Living like [Eb] a Jewish, spend it then [Fm] re-poop it
Then make the money triple, you gotta stay [Bbm] consistent
Quit worrying bout [Fm] these bitches, these bitches are betoners
All women not [Ab] bitches, yo homie might not be [Db] loyal
Trash meets fly through [Ab] the city, it'll never be the same
One hand on my pote, other hand on the [Bb] train
Hey, what he say about the train?
Hey, cause my [Fm] pimpin' is on the loop
And I'm the engine, all the hoes got to do is [Ebm] fuck the caboose, huh?
You see that, you know what I'm saying?
Yeah, [Fm] you know, I'm always emotional, just like the ocean
All the bitch got to [Ebm] do is come over and drink some of my [Bbm] pimp's little potion
Yeah, it's a whole lot of [Fm] out-of-pocket shit going on
Hoes with other hoes, you know
[Gb] Ho ain't big enough to get no man, so she gotta [Ab] go get another female
You know, [Bbm] that's really sad
Knowing and [Ab] understanding that a female was put here [Bbm] to be with us
I used to want [Fm] that range, but I went and bought [Fm] that Benz
I never in [G] my life thought that I would have [Bbm] a kid
Trapping all night till a nigga get [Fm] the rent
On the west coast, put some nice shit, it's [Db] 26
And that's for one room, [F] pay the shit early, case I slip
Drop my beamer at [Ab] the dealer, take my bitch on [Bbm] a trip
Pull up on my nigga Ray, went and got my [Fm] diamonds hit
My bitch do the Saint [Abm] Laurent, I do Givenchy when [Gb] I kick it
Spies all the [Eb] bullshit, I really did it by [Fm] myself
I'm the motherfuckin' greatest, yeah, I'm bigging up [Bbm] myself
I'm always putting business first, cause they'll play you if [Fm] you let em
Out of sight, out [Abm] of mind, shit, I might pull up in [Bbm] a Jetta
Real nigga never [Fm] show they hand, you niggas trippin'
I got these bitches going hiking, getting drunk and skinny [Gb] dipping
Still got the [Fm] same vision, Chris style and [Db] fried chicken
Frisco [Ab] has been my great t [Eb]-shirt, Chris
[F] [Eb]
[Fm] [Ab] [Ebm]
[Fm] [Gb]
[Fm] [Ebm] [Ab]
[N]
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Fm
123111111
Bbm
13421111
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
Ebm
13421116
Fm
123111111
Bbm
13421111
Ab
134211114
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Just cause I pimp, I didn't want [Fm] my son to pimp
Cause it didn't [Ab] necessarily mean he was gonna make it like me
[Ebm] Didn't want my daughter to be a hoe cause she might not have been able to make it
[Fm] Aw, she would've made it, right?
Well, we'd have to give her some direction, [Bbm] you know, I ain't mad at her
Don't let this glamour eat [Fm] furs and eat diamonds and eat tailor-made [Bbm] suits and gaiters and bandanas
Cause a cat like I, [Ab] there's no way
The penitentiary [Bbm] come with all of it
Don't let him, don't [Ab] let it fool you
The penitentiary come with [Bbm] all of it
Fuck with [Eb] you niggas talking bout you gotta [Fm] be hiding
Rap don't work, push bass like [Bbm] the 80's
She cook and she [Eb] clean and her head is [Fm] amazing
Cookies in [Abm] the wood got me looking like [Bbm] an Asian
[Eb] 415's got me beating up [Fm] the pavement
When this come on, the real peas go [Bbm] crazy
Gator on [Eb] my number, never hit her, I'm [Fm] shaking
My lifestyle, man, you broke [Bbm] hoes lazy
Meet me out [Db] in Houston, my life so [Fm] therapeutic
You got it but won't shoot it, these young niggas [Bbm] stupid
Living like [Eb] a Jewish, spend it then [Fm] re-poop it
Then make the money triple, you gotta stay [Bbm] consistent
Quit worrying bout [Fm] these bitches, these bitches are betoners
All women not [Ab] bitches, yo homie might not be [Db] loyal
Trash meets fly through [Ab] the city, it'll never be the same
One hand on my pote, other hand on the [Bb] train
Hey, what he say about the train?
Hey, cause my [Fm] pimpin' is on the loop
And I'm the engine, all the hoes got to do is [Ebm] fuck the caboose, huh?
You see that, you know what I'm saying?
Yeah, [Fm] you know, I'm always emotional, just like the ocean
All the bitch got to [Ebm] do is come over and drink some of my [Bbm] pimp's little potion
Yeah, it's a whole lot of [Fm] out-of-pocket shit going on
Hoes with other hoes, you know
[Gb] Ho ain't big enough to get no man, so she gotta [Ab] go get another female
You know, [Bbm] that's really sad
Knowing and [Ab] understanding that a female was put here [Bbm] to be with us
I used to want [Fm] that range, but I went and bought [Fm] that Benz
I never in [G] my life thought that I would have [Bbm] a kid
Trapping all night till a nigga get [Fm] the rent
On the west coast, put some nice shit, it's [Db] 26
And that's for one room, [F] pay the shit early, case I slip
Drop my beamer at [Ab] the dealer, take my bitch on [Bbm] a trip
Pull up on my nigga Ray, went and got my [Fm] diamonds hit
My bitch do the Saint [Abm] Laurent, I do Givenchy when [Gb] I kick it
Spies all the [Eb] bullshit, I really did it by [Fm] myself
I'm the motherfuckin' greatest, yeah, I'm bigging up [Bbm] myself
I'm always putting business first, cause they'll play you if [Fm] you let em
Out of sight, out [Abm] of mind, shit, I might pull up in [Bbm] a Jetta
Real nigga never [Fm] show they hand, you niggas trippin'
I got these bitches going hiking, getting drunk and skinny [Gb] dipping
Still got the [Fm] same vision, Chris style and [Db] fried chicken
Frisco [Ab] has been my great t [Eb]-shirt, Chris
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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