Chords for The Notorious B.I.G. - You're Nobody (Til Somebody Kills You) (Official Audio)

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[Gm] Niggas in my faction don't like asking [Cm] questions.
[Gm] Signet gun testing, coke measuring, kids are pleasuring.
The Banzito, [Cm] hitting [Gm] fannies, fedding chips that many.
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty [Cm] like cleats.
[Gm] Run up in your crib, wrap you in your polo sheets.
Six up in your wig, peace, nigga [Cm] deceased.
Why, [Gm] may you rest in peace with my sicko mode style.
More sicker than [Cm] yours, 4 [Gm]'4 and 54 draw.
As my pilot, stairs my lair, yes my dare, [Cm] shit's official.
[Gm] Only the feds I fear, here's a tissue, stop your blood clot crying.
[Cm] The kids, [Gm] the dog, everybody dying, no lying.
So don't you get suspicious, [Cm] I'm big [Gm] danger that you're just a little vicious.
As I lead my competition, restorator style.
[Cm] Climb the [Gm] ladder to success, escalator style.
Hold y'all, ref I told y'all, death [Cm] controls [Gm] y'all.
Big don't fold y'all, I spit phrases that'll thrill you.
You're [Cm] nobody [Gm] _ _ _
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Watch casino, I'm the hip-hop [Cm] version of Nicky [Gm] Tarantino.
Ask Nino, he know.
Green with envy, the green tempts [Cm] me to make the [Gm] rich an enemy.
And take their cheese, take their spot, take their keys.
Make my cycle [Cm] season, [Gm] happily ever after.
And laughter, ha, never seen Creeks down pour faster.
[Cm] Until the [Gm] bastards, knuckleheads, squeeze less.
Three of my cats, nothing left to do.
[Cm] But kid ain't [Gm] ask to stress, leave him in bloodshed.
Incidents like this, I take trips.
[Cm] Lay up [Gm] in Miami with Tameka and Tammy.
Some Creos, Dio bitches I met on tour.
[Cm] Puss in Peach, [Gm] Legend, Coop, O'Thief, Galore.
Told me meet them [G] in the future later.
They'll take me shopping, buy me lavender and fuchsia [Gm] gators.
Introduce me to player haters and heavy laders.
Rich bitch [Cm] shit, drink it [Gm] Cristal, till they pissed, you shit.
Uh, thorough bitches, adapt to any borough [Cm] bitches.
[Gm] Be in spots where there were no bitches, you feel me?
Reminisce on that one too, [Cm] you're nobody [Gm] till somebody kills you.
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You could be the shit, flash the fattest five, have the biggest dick.
But when your shell get hit, you ain't worth spit.
Just a memory, [Cm] remember [Gm] he, used to push the champagne ring.
Silly cat, or Suede in the ring.
[Cm] Suede [Gm] put the G in game, had the Gucci frame before Dana came.
Tony ran with pain, [Cm] I can't [Gm] recall his name.
You mean that kid that nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine.
[Cm] Getting [Gm] his dicks sucked by crackhead Lorraine.
A fucking shame, Duke Delane.
What's his name?
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