Chords for The Notorious B.I.G. - One More Chance (Official Music Video) [HD]

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C

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Em

D

E

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The Notorious B.I.G. - One More Chance (Official Music Video) [HD] chords
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[F#]
[C] [Am]
Fuck… What?
[C] [C#] [Cm]
[D] Hold up.
Hold up, now.
[G#m] Your hands, their hands, [F#] their hands, their hands, their hands
[D#m] You [D]
[D#] [C] all [Em]
[Am] gonna have to rehearse, but for now, SHUT UP!
What!? Shut up.
I can't give you much, [Em] I can't give you much
First [C] [Am] things first, I pop freaks all the honey, dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin' money
Those the ones I like, they don't get nathan but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
But I got turned like [C] doorknobs, heartthrob never, black and ugly as ever
However, I stay Gucci down to the socks, rings and watch filled with rocks
And my jam not mean [Am] to Mr.
Pee-See, girls pee-pee when they see me, nether holes creep me and they tee-pee
As I lay down [C] laws like Alan Coffin, stop it, if you think you're gonna make a profit
Don't see my wands, don't see my guns, get it, now tell your Prince Papa, hit it, then split [Am] it
In two, as I flow with the Junior Mafia, I don't know what's the [C] hell stopping ya
I'm [Am] clocking ya, Versace shades watching ya, once the rent up, end game begin
First, I talk about how I dress, existing diamond necklaces, stretch lexuses
The second, just a match, the lick from the back, I [C] get deeper and deeper
Help you reach the climax that your man can't make
Call him, tell him you be home real [D] late and [Am] sing the break
[Em]
[Am] [Em]
[Am] [Em]
[Am] You don't need nobody [G#] [C] else
Listen to that song on how it's so long, thought he worked his until I handled my biz
There I is, [F] major pain like [E] Damon Wayans, [C] low down dirty demons like his brother, Keenan Scheming
Don't need your girl around me, true player for real, that's Puff [E] Daddy
[Am] Ring your bells, whipbacks from Chanel, baby bands traded in your Hyundai XL
Pulling your quick feet, change up with the style, she beat me, beat me as well
Where you at, [C] flipping jobs, playing card notes, while I'm swimming in your women like the breaststroke
Right stroke, left stroke, [E] what's the best stroke?
Death stroke, tongue all [Fm] down the throat
Nothing [Am] left to do but send her home to you, I'm through
Can you sing the song for me, boo?
One more chance, one [Em] more chance
I got [C] that good song, girl, get [Bm] your head low
[C] One more chance, [Am] one more chance
One more chance, [C] one more chance
I got that good song, girl, get [Am] your head low
[Em] One more chance, one [C] more chance
So what's it gonna be, him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls, skate a booth for girls
[F#] The envy of all women, crushed linen, Cartier ripped pair with diamonds in it
The finest [C] women I love with the passion, your man's a whip, I give that ass a [Em] good thrashing
High [Am] fashion, flying in the all states, [C]
sexing me while your man masturbates
Isn't this great, your flight leaves [G] at 8, her flight lands at 9, my game's [Am] just arrived
Lyrically, I'm supposed to [Em] represent, [Gm] I'm not only a client, I'm the planet [C] president
One more chance, one more chance
I got that good song, girl, get [E] your head low
One more chance, [Am] one more [Em]
chance
One [C] more chance, [Gm] one more chance
[A] [Em] I got [C] that good song, girl, get [Am] your head low
One more chance, one more [C] chance
[D]
I used to get feels on the bitch, now I throw shields on the dick
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
Fuck… What?
[C] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [Cm] _
[D] Hold up.
Hold up, now. _ _
[G#m] Your hands, their hands, [F#] their hands, their hands, their hands
[D#m] You _ [D] _ _
[D#] _ [C] all _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[Am] gonna have to rehearse, but for now, SHUT UP! _ _
_ _ _ _ What!? Shut up.
I can't give you much, [Em] I can't give you much
First [C] _ _ [Am] things first, I pop freaks all the honey, dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin' money
Those the ones I like, they don't get nathan but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
But I got turned like [C] doorknobs, heartthrob never, black and ugly as ever
However, I stay Gucci down to the socks, rings and watch filled with rocks
And my jam not mean [Am] to Mr.
Pee-See, girls pee-pee when they see me, nether holes creep me and they tee-pee
As I lay down [C] laws like Alan Coffin, stop it, if you think you're gonna make a profit
Don't see my wands, don't see my guns, get it, now tell your Prince Papa, hit it, then split [Am] it
In two, as I flow with the Junior Mafia, I don't know what's the [C] hell stopping ya
I'm [Am] clocking ya, Versace shades watching ya, once the rent up, end game begin
First, I talk about how I dress, existing diamond necklaces, stretch lexuses
The second, just a match, the lick from the back, I [C] get deeper and deeper
Help you reach the climax that your man can't make
Call him, tell him you be home real [D] late and [Am] sing the break
_ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] You don't need nobody [G#] _ [C] else
Listen to that song on how it's so long, thought he worked his until I handled my biz
There I is, [F] major pain like [E] Damon Wayans, [C] low down dirty demons like his brother, Keenan Scheming
Don't need your girl around me, true player for real, that's Puff [E] Daddy
[Am] Ring your bells, whipbacks from Chanel, baby bands traded in your Hyundai XL
Pulling your quick feet, change up with the style, she beat me, beat me as well
Where you at, [C] flipping jobs, playing card notes, while I'm swimming in your women like the breaststroke
Right stroke, left stroke, [E] what's the best stroke?
Death stroke, tongue all [Fm] down the throat
Nothing [Am] left to do but send her home to you, I'm through
Can you sing the song for me, boo?
One more chance, one [Em] more chance
I got [C] that good song, girl, get [Bm] your head low
[C] _ One more chance, [Am] one more chance
One more chance, _ [C] one more chance
I got that good song, girl, get [Am] your head low
_ _ [Em] One more chance, one [C] more chance
So what's it gonna be, him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls, skate a booth for girls
[F#] The envy of all women, crushed linen, Cartier ripped pair with diamonds in it
The finest [C] women I love with the passion, your man's a whip, I give that ass a [Em] good thrashing
High [Am] fashion, flying in the all states, [C]
sexing me while your man masturbates
Isn't this great, your flight leaves [G] at 8, her flight lands at 9, my game's [Am] just arrived
Lyrically, I'm supposed to [Em] represent, [Gm] I'm not only a client, I'm the planet [C] president
One more chance, _ _ one more chance
I got that good song, girl, get [E] your head low
One more chance, [Am] one more [Em]
chance
One [C] more chance, [Gm] one more chance
[A] [Em] I got [C] that good song, girl, get [Am] your head low
One more chance, one more [C] chance _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
I used to get feels on the bitch, now I throw shields on the dick
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