Puff Daddy, Mase & The Notorious B.I.G. - Been Around The World Chords

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_ _ _ _ _ Yo, [Abm] yo, this make, you know what I'm saying?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason.
[N] You got niggas that don't want to see me, bitch.
[Dbm] You got niggas [E] that's mad, since I'm always [N] with they bitch.
Then you got niggas [Abm] that just don't like me.
You know, those T.A..C. niggas. But you know, I pop a lot of shit, but I back it up, though. See, it's a difference. A lot of niggas pop shit. A lot of niggas don't [N] make hits. But it's like, this [Dbm] whole bad boy shit, we come to bring it [Abm] to y'all niggas. Me, B.I.,. Pop, Glocks, whoever, Black, Rah, you wanna dance, we dance. [Db] Now, check what they [Ab] do. Dang, what niggas do. Got a lot of girls that'll love to replace you. [Abm] T.A.C. and T.A.C. move now behind your back. Niggas [Ab] talk shit, we never [Dbm] mind that. Funny, never find that. Pop a dime stack, write hot shit. Make a [Abm] nigga save a whine at. Niggas know, we go against all them gigolo. Get your hoe, make a low, make a bitch, you [Db] get low. I represent your honey, good money, fly God's agenda. [Ab] Ride with the fence, that be 35%. [Abm] Hoes hope I hate, so I look both ways. [G] Cops say it's [Bb] okay, [Ab] my ten [Dbm] smoke rays. No ways, nigga leave without handing me [N] my shit. Got plans to get [Abm] my land and my stick. Niggas out of town don't understand [Db] this shit. Pop champagne [Abm] like I'm on a camping trip. [Dbm] Smoking around the world, and I, yeah, yeah. [Ab] We been playing a hang [Abm] table. I don't know when, I don't [Db] know [Ab] why. Why they wanna [E] spend it? I don't know why they hate us. [Abm] Because I made it, so I'm proud to say that. _ I was a one [Db] bedroomer, dreaming of a million. Now I'm a [G] beach house, [Abm] cream to the ceiling. I was a gentleman, living in tenement. Now I'm [Gb] swimming in all the women [Eb] in between. [E] Went from bad boys to the trust lending men. Now my dividends be the new [Abm] Benjamins. Hoes are broke impressions, I like cinnamon. Make sure you got some hoes, boy, nigga, send them in. What you waiting for? Let the pre-show begin. How they came in the truck? _ Mercedes, come here, baby. You don't like the [Gb] way it's hot in the A.V.? Never [Dbm] shady? You must be crazy. It's ridiculous how you put your lips on this. Don't kiss right there, [Abm] girlfriend, I'm ticklish. Now we switching beats with a wrist full of [Ab] G's. Nigga, please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese. Playing around the world, and I, yeah, [Abm] yeah. We been playing a hang table. I don't know when, I don't know why. [Dbm] Why they wanna spend it? I don't know why they [N] hate us. This [D] what I made it, [Abm] yeah. My prophecy, yeah. Huh. _ Nigga, baby, I'm the man, I'm popular in the world. Even [D] though I'm young, I make it my bed. [Ab] See that all ladies come, [Abm] yeah. Get them all drunk from the tip [G] of my tongue. Lickin' places, niggas [Dbm] wouldn't dare put they face in. Before I die, hope I win, they [Abm] could float by. In the brand new Trez on the old child. Never my thoughts dry, even when the smoke fly. Eat the mommy's short shot and drive her low-fi. We never ride far, pack five in the car. Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar. And everywhere I drive, I'm a star. Little kids all on the corner screaming, that's my car. [E] It was days, couldn't be fly. Now [N] I'm in a T-I, coming close with B-I. Now a nigga B [Abm]-I, rock tons of gold. Enough money to fold. Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred off his soul. [Ebm] Playing around the world, and I, yeah, [Ab] yeah. We been playing a hang [Abm] table. I don't know when, I don't know why. [Dbm] Why they wanna spend their money, [E] while they hate [Abm] us. This is how they hate us. This is how they hate us. Say what? _ This is how they hate us. Playing around the world, and I, yeah, yeah. We been playing a hang table. I don't know when, I don't know why. Why they [Dbm] wanna spend their money, while they [E] hate [Fm] us. [Abm] This is how they hate us. _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ Okay, after these messages we'll be back with the Mad Rapper and his brother, the Mad Producer. After this. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This is the Mad Rapper. Enjoy yourself. We'll get you through this. Take a sip of water. Deep breath. That'll do it. Welcome back. As you can see, I'm Trevon Jones, and I'm sitting here. I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper, and he's pretty mad. But this time he brought someone else with him, and quite frankly, he's even madder. You got that right. Mr. Producer, why are you so mad? Yo, _ I'm gonna keep it real simple for you. Tell them niggas why you mad, son. Tell them [Abm] niggas why you mad, son. Tell [N] them why you mad, son. Yo, tell them why you mad, son. I been _ for the culture, you know what I'm saying. I _ don't be recognizing all that Luke Jack shit. We don't play that shit, you know what I'm saying? We don't play that shit. And then it come to find out, you know what I'm saying, my brother hit me too. The nigga trying to rap now. Oh, that's the shit that got me mad. Please stop rapping once again. That's the shit that got me mad. That's the shit that fes me up. Word up. You know what I'm saying? Watching this nigga video, you know what I'm saying? They got mermaids swimming in their living rooms and shit like that, you know what I'm saying? This nigga dancing in the rain with kids climbing up mountains and shit. You know what I'm saying? I'm watching this nigga video, the car going 200 miles an hour. Where the fuck is he going? The nigga climbing out the fucking car. Let me see you try that shit on the tray. You know what I'm saying? Try that shit on the fucking tray. What kind of shit? You know what I'm saying? Got a thousand