Chords for The LOX - Bout Shit ft. DMX

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Cm

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The LOX - Bout Shit ft. DMX chords
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[C] [Fm] [F]
[Fm] LOS shit niggas, living [C] off experience, you [F] feeling in the air don't you?
[Cm] Yeah, [C] ah, [F] stepping up the men's [C] with the shirt on that bean hair before you [Eb] test me, you
ought to stink at your brain [F] pan, Donnie's a gorilla, [C] out K to [Eb] King with the killers
gun on the waiter while I wait for [C] niggas, plate full of plants, if you wanna die I know
the devil go ahead and pick the date for the dance, I'm in the I-8, on the Iphone, on a
money call then take the advance, 50-50 split, [Fm] minds on the back end, business going [C] good
take the profit put it back in, Reaganomics in effect, rooftops with [C] cartels, honor in
the set, [F] my outfit, put you out [Eb] kid, I can fuck about the club cause we the outlet, Yardy
homie [Fm] got the tech, and he on [Em] that step shit, land [Eb] homie got the coke, and he on that rap
shit, you ain't really [F] bout shit, [Fm] we let the flows out, man, [C] come on, you ain't really
bout shit, glam, glam, you in the boss house, man, come on, [Fm] you ain't really bout shit,
why your niggas be going all out, man, come on, you ain't really bout shit, buy yourself
and we gon' fall out, man, [Eb] come on, they [G] call me the microwave cause I hit em [Eb] with hot shit
quick, got the steaks like damn, this lock shit [Fm] sick, [Eb] we ain't playing with you niggas,
I got the things that'll spray and hit you [F] niggas, think something's funny, [Fm] y'all keep
laughing, nigga already mad, I'ma keep [F] snapping, better loose [Fm] cannon, better puttin work in,
name ringing bells, the schools take the wall, burton, they can talk about battle but they
ain't battle-balled, rap shit is longer than niggas catalog, I ain't the fuck you battle
[C] for, no you ain't winning, ex-Britain, the [Ab] grim reaper since the beginning, [Dm] these new
rappers got me like, what the fuck [Cm] is you doing, you all over the place with it, what
the fuck is you doing, [Fm] if you ain't spreading the [Eb] truth then shut the fuck up, fuck you,
suck my dick, you ain't [C] really bout shit, [Fm] we let the dogs out, man, [C] come on, you ain't
really bout shit, bam, bam, [Fm] you in the boss house, man, come on, you ain't really bout
shit, we all niggas be going all out, man, [E] come on, you ain't really [F] bout shit, buy yourself
and [Ebm] we gon' fall out, [Gb] man, come [F] on, all this fake love around here I know how it feel,
you [B] could just say what's up, I could tell it ain't [Fm] real, nigga came home from [Eb] somewhere,
I could tell it ain't jail, no music, got a hundred thousand large in the [C] mail, can't
tell them all your plans cause they [Fm] want you to fail, nigga hate when you [C] be moving, they'd
rather you [F] still, keep [Fm] tracking me, watch the back of me, I pop up more than my son's
acne, cut him into pieces, body in the freezes, I don't [C] drink lean, it's time for [F] ketchup
seizures, whoop the [C] cheese, I'm like little Caesars, fuck your debit card and your little
visas, [F] coke game, dope game, [Cm] niggas been around that, [Eb] shot dead left in your bitch
house, you get found out, trap [Cm] game, rap game, niggas made it, it's LOXD block, get off our
[Bb] dicks, pretty much all who we are now, we shed light on the city with a dark cloud,
[Bbm] we walked Diddy through, we even bought the [Eb] R's out, and a lot with the trucks and the
cars out, [C] and we never said once if it wasn't for [Fm] us, hindsight I look [Cm] back, it just wasn't
enough, [C] the fake love got exposed, just wasn't the lust, you find out who you seek others
to [F] trust, it was already bars, who was [Cm] already stars, couldn't make us more related than
we already [F] are, it was written already, meaning was already [Ab] gone, and we came from the bottom
so it was [Fm] already hard, now I smoke different, I [Eb] drink different, I think different, my contract
is much bigger so the [Fm] ink's different, my outlet not [Eb] about my dick, how you feel about
shit, you ain't really [F] about shit, you ain't really about shit, [Fm] we let the law go, man,
come on, you ain't really about shit, bam, bam, you in the law's house, man, come on,
you ain't really about shit, why only who we going to fall out, man, come on, you ain't
really about shit, why you a shelter we gon' fall out, [C] man, come on, you ain't really about shit
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_ [C] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ LOS shit niggas, living [C] off experience, you [F] feeling in the air don't you?
[Cm] _ _ Yeah, [C] ah, [F] stepping up the men's [C] with the shirt on that bean hair before you [Eb] test me, you
ought to stink at your brain [F] pan, Donnie's a gorilla, [C] out K to [Eb] King with the killers
gun on the waiter while I wait for [C] niggas, plate full of plants, if you wanna die I know
the devil go ahead and pick the date for the dance, I'm in the I-8, on the Iphone, on a
money call then take the advance, 50-50 split, [Fm] minds on the back end, business going [C] good
take the profit put it back in, Reaganomics in effect, rooftops with [C] cartels, honor in
the set, [F] my outfit, put you out [Eb] kid, I can fuck about the club cause we the outlet, Yardy
homie [Fm] got the tech, and he on [Em] that step shit, land [Eb] homie got the coke, and he on that rap
shit, you ain't really [F] bout shit, _ [Fm] we let the flows out, man, [C] come on, you ain't really
bout shit, glam, glam, you in the boss house, man, come on, [Fm] you ain't really bout shit,
why your niggas be going all out, man, come on, you ain't really bout shit, buy yourself
and we gon' fall out, man, [Eb] come on, they [G] call me the microwave cause I hit em [Eb] with hot shit
quick, got the steaks like damn, this lock shit [Fm] sick, [Eb] we ain't playing with you niggas,
I got the things that'll spray and hit you [F] niggas, think something's funny, [Fm] y'all keep
laughing, nigga already mad, I'ma keep [F] snapping, better loose [Fm] cannon, better puttin work in,
name ringing bells, the schools take the wall, burton, they can talk about battle but they
ain't battle-balled, rap shit is longer than niggas catalog, I ain't the fuck you battle
[C] for, no you ain't winning, ex-Britain, the [Ab] grim reaper since the beginning, [Dm] these new
rappers got me like, what the fuck [Cm] is you doing, you all over the place with it, what
the fuck is you doing, [Fm] if you ain't spreading the [Eb] truth then shut the fuck up, fuck you,
suck my dick, you ain't [C] really bout shit, [Fm] we let the dogs out, man, [C] come on, you ain't
really bout shit, bam, bam, [Fm] you in the boss house, man, come on, you ain't really bout
shit, we all niggas be going all out, man, [E] come on, you ain't really [F] bout shit, buy yourself
and [Ebm] we gon' fall out, [Gb] man, come [F] on, all this fake love around here I know how it feel,
you [B] could just say what's up, I could tell it ain't [Fm] real, nigga came home from [Eb] somewhere,
I could tell it ain't jail, no music, got a hundred thousand large in the [C] mail, can't
tell them all your plans cause they [Fm] want you to fail, nigga hate when you [C] be moving, they'd
rather you [F] still, keep [Fm] tracking me, watch the back of me, I pop up more than my son's
acne, cut him into pieces, body in the freezes, I don't [C] drink lean, it's time for [F] ketchup
seizures, whoop the [C] cheese, I'm like little Caesars, fuck your debit card and your little
visas, [F] coke game, dope game, [Cm] niggas been around that, [Eb] shot dead left in your bitch
house, you get found out, trap [Cm] game, rap game, niggas made it, it's LOXD block, get off our
[Bb] dicks, pretty much all who we are now, we shed light on the city with a dark cloud,
[Bbm] we walked Diddy through, we even bought the [Eb] R's out, and a lot with the trucks and the
cars out, [C] and we never said once if it wasn't for [Fm] us, hindsight I look [Cm] back, it just wasn't
enough, [C] the fake love got exposed, just wasn't the lust, you find out who you seek others
to [F] trust, it was already bars, who was [Cm] already stars, couldn't make us more related than
we already [F] are, it was written already, meaning was already [Ab] gone, and we came from the bottom
so it was [Fm] already hard, now I smoke different, I [Eb] drink different, I think different, my contract
is much bigger so the [Fm] ink's different, my outlet not [Eb] about my dick, how you feel about
shit, you ain't really [F] about shit, you ain't really about shit, [Fm] we let the law go, man,
come on, you ain't really about shit, bam, bam, you in the law's house, man, come on,
you ain't really about shit, why only who we going to fall out, man, come on, you ain't
really about shit, why you a shelter we gon' fall out, [C] man, come on, you ain't really about shit
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _