Chords for Spice 1 Jealous Got Me Strapped Unedited Version

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Splice, take care of them niggas now, yo.
Hit that shit, hit that shit.
Where y'all niggas going now?
Where the fuck y'all going now?
[B] Man, ain't this a [C] bitch?
Y'all [B] niggas got me fucked up with [A] this whole Planatorism [B] ass shit.
You know [C] what I'm saying?
Understand me?
[Am] When I was broke, y'all niggas didn't give [B] a fuck if I was pissing on [C] myself or shitting off the big bridge, nigga.
[A] Now y'all in my motherfucking mix talking that old crazy [C] shit.
So I ain't gonna bust [Am] a cap in that ass.
Man, Pac don't [B] let you know about that old [C] Planatorism shit, though.
Who you?
Who you that?
[A] You see these jealous motherfuckers, they be playing me, G.
[C] Like a sucker ass nigga, see?
[Am] If they ain't feeling me, it ain't [B] easy to kill [C] a G.
A motherfucking player from the F.A. [A] to the C.
Backstabbers in the motherfucking [C] place, smiling in my [Am] face.
I got my hand on my [B] gun, cause they got me on a [C] run.
Fight motherfucking one, don't believe in bodies, [A] none.
I'm a G, motherfucker, can't you see?
I'm a [C] G, rolling deep with my fat fo [Am]-fo-oozy.
I come through the back, got a [B] hundred point clip and I'm quick to be [C] a soldier.
Bout my shit, so nigga don't try no mo' shit, no [A] ho shit.
Cause when I was broke, nigga didn't give a fuck about my [C] status.
Now that I'm at this, I'm locked [Am] out and living lavish.
So fuck [B] the gun control, I'm bout to [C] bust a cap, nigga.
Cause the [A] jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they [Am] got me on a run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[B] [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a run.
[Am] Jealous got me strapped.
[G] [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they [Am] got me on a run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[B] [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a [A] run.
Now niggas know that the jealous got me strapped.
That [C] been close to the edge, I got the cops and the [Am] feds on my back.
And there's no way that I'm [B] giving up.
I'd rather [Am] bury you [C] bitches, cause ain't no marksman to worry my [A] riches.
If I catch your ass in traffic, you best [C] to pull for your fist.
[Am] Booyah!
[B] [C]
[A] [Bm] [C] BOO!
[Am] [B] [C]
[B] [A] [G] [C]
[Am] [B] [C]
[A] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got [Am] me on a run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a [A] run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got [Am] me on a run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a run.
You [A] know if I don't be running up in my [F#] streets, then I might get blasted.
[C] Get blasted or blasted, that's how I'm living it, so I [Am] blast and blast and blast it.
I can't be [B] worried about no jail time, [C] cause niggas they trying to take my head.
I can't have shit if [Am] a nigga dead, so [F#] I bust back and break a bitch [C] nigga up proper.
With faux faux tech, [Am] not a chopper.
Ain't time to [B] decapitate a nigga, arms [C] from his shoulders.
These jealous niggas, I'm all they fucking round [Am] little soldier.
I don't be slipping, so nigga don't wait for [C] me to fall.
And if I got enough hollow, [Am] smoke it all y'all.
Envious [B] niggas, prepare to fly off your [C] feet, cause I'm coming with [B] some motherfucking heat.
[A] Player, so keep [C] your aim straight, and hit a nigga on the first shot.
Cause I'ma be trying to make your motherfucking heart stop.
[Am] And don't [B] be screaming out for your family's [C] feet, cause it was your choice that we jumped into this gangster [A] shit.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run.
Jealous got me strapped.
I keep my hand on my [Em] gun, cause they got me on the [A] run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the [A] run.
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_ _ _ Splice, take care of them niggas now, yo.
Hit that shit, hit that shit.
Where y'all niggas going now?
Where the fuck y'all going now?
[B] Man, ain't this a [C] bitch?
Y'all [B] niggas got me fucked up with [A] this whole Planatorism [B] ass shit.
You know [C] what I'm saying?
Understand me?
[Am] When I was broke, y'all niggas didn't give [B] a fuck if I was pissing on [C] myself or shitting off the big bridge, nigga.
[A] Now y'all in my motherfucking mix talking that old crazy [C] shit.
So I ain't gonna bust [Am] a cap in that ass.
Man, Pac don't [B] let you know about that old [C] Planatorism shit, though.
Who you?
Who you that?
[A] You see these jealous motherfuckers, they be playing me, G.
[C] Like a sucker ass nigga, see?
[Am] If they ain't feeling me, it ain't [B] easy to kill [C] a G.
A motherfucking player from the F.A. [A] to the C.
Backstabbers in the motherfucking [C] place, smiling in my [Am] face.
I got my hand on my [B] gun, cause they got me on a [C] run.
Fight motherfucking one, don't believe in bodies, [A] none.
I'm a G, motherfucker, can't you see?
I'm a [C] G, rolling deep with my fat fo [Am]-fo-oozy.
I come through the back, got a [B] hundred point clip and I'm quick to be [C] a soldier.
Bout my shit, so nigga don't try no mo' shit, no [A] ho shit.
Cause when I was broke, nigga didn't give a fuck about my [C] status.
Now that I'm at this, I'm locked [Am] out and living lavish.
So fuck [B] the gun control, I'm bout to [C] bust a cap, nigga.
Cause the [A] jealous got me strapped.
_ [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they [Am] got me on a run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[B] _ [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a run.
[Am] Jealous got me strapped.
[G] _ [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they [Am] got me on a run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[B] _ [C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a [A] run.
Now niggas know that the jealous got me strapped.
That [C] been close to the edge, I got the cops and the [Am] feds on my back.
And there's no way that I'm [B] giving up.
I'd rather [Am] bury you [C] bitches, cause ain't no marksman to worry my [A] riches.
If I catch your ass in traffic, you best [C] to pull for your fist.
_ [Am] Booyah!
_ [B] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ [C] BOO! _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [A] _ Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got [Am] me on a run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a [A] run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got [Am] me on a run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on a run.
You [A] know if I don't be running up in my [F#] streets, then I might get blasted.
[C] Get blasted or blasted, that's how I'm living it, so I [Am] blast and blast and blast it.
I can't be [B] worried about no jail time, [C] cause niggas they trying to take my head.
I can't have shit if [Am] a nigga dead, so [F#] I bust back and break a bitch [C] nigga up proper.
With faux faux tech, [Am] not a chopper.
Ain't time to [B] decapitate a nigga, arms [C] from his shoulders.
These jealous niggas, I'm all they fucking round [Am] little soldier.
I don't be slipping, so nigga don't wait for [C] me to fall.
And if I got enough hollow, [Am] smoke it all y'all.
Envious [B] niggas, prepare to fly off your [C] feet, cause I'm coming with [B] some motherfucking heat.
[A] Player, so keep [C] your aim straight, and hit a nigga on the first shot.
Cause I'ma be trying to make your motherfucking heart stop.
[Am] And don't [B] be screaming out for your family's [C] feet, cause it was your choice that we jumped into this gangster [A] shit.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run.
Jealous got me strapped.
I keep my hand on my [Em] gun, cause they got me on the [A] run.
Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run.
[B] Jealous got me strapped.
[C] I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the [A] run.
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