Chords for The Top Rap Performances | Open Mic

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_ _ [D] _ _ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I am a menace Keep me around just [Dm] like tennis
I'm with this shit like I'm Dennis I [D] started this shit, I'mma finish
Niggas be hatin', tryna [Dm] blemish my image Who want the smoke?
2-3-3, come with the scope Extended clip long as a rope
[D] We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold I knew that boy was a hoe, pull up with the
gang You know that we buying it
What is [Dm] up, said nigga, what is you climbing?
[D] I am a beast, you cannot time it Don't point a finger, this shit can get dangerous
These niggas hate, [G] these niggas plottin' Who [Dm] ain't got money, I'm running this [D] wallet
You say you a killer, lil' nigga, stop it In the shootout, your gun was dropping
You [Am] really a motherfucker
Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid, stupid
Stupid boy think that I need him Stupid, stupid
Stupid boy think that I need him I go red [G] hot like a demon
I go ghost for no damn reason Stupid boy think that [Am] I need him
Stupid, stupid, you're dumb Goofy, goofy, this pussy juicy, juicy
Ooh, yummy, wanna sue me?
Nah, boy, you could never, cause you're not clever enough
[Dm] And I got several dummies that wanna get on me
I don't want you and I [Am] don't want your homie
Cause both of y'all are suckers, y'all some dumb, dumb
I could play you straight up out your bread, now you got crumb, crumb
I don't really need a man, but sometimes I want one, though
So I keep [Gb] Peter Pan's on me, I got Young Hun [Bm] doh
Young Money, get it
I put my niggas on, [Dbm] now they lit Push a ride at Interscope
[Gbm] Must be rich, be more of one than label You gotta meet [Bm] with him _
I'm writing hits
My lil' bro on this shitty, you up [Dbm] next
I feel good, I feel great, [Gbm] I feel blessed
Bag tech, dad check, [Bb] swag tech, designer check
And ain't nothing to remind [Bm] you, check
I'm that nigga that wear that hard bottom with that [Abm] white sock
I'm that nigga that had poppin' licks shootin' videos on [Gbm] the block
I'm that young Haro Suu gang, [Bm] fly-ass nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm the fuckin' nigga
What did the jerk say?
You don't [Abm] need no motherfuckin' wars, you already won
I [Gbm] won, bitch, tell me different
Anybody [Bb] cross the line if you feel different, [Eb] nigga
You see here thug suggin' I'm enough
But he [Ebm] mad, cause I ain't showin' no love, [Eb] love
Fuck that nigga, I wanna fuck
You gotta buy me that Rollie, that make [Ab] time for us
I call you Donald, cause he like to talk
I'm a man, I [Abm] got the juice, time to chug
[Db] Lips below hips, my [A] type of love
Your man whooped [Abm] on my kitty with the lack of drugs
No wings, but I'm lookin' fly tonight
Pray that godda bitch don't look [Db] a fuck tonight
No top, love shot, straight [A] shot from a Glock
Bitch, go and pop tonight
[Abm] They hate, but still gotta rate me
Some [A] niggas playin' love songs, betray [Abm] me
But I'm a gangstress, I'm like no regular shit
If you wanna date me, nigga
When your accent shady, boy, [A] you better pay me
Explain me, I ain't take that [Abm] like a lady
You crazy, my baby, if you try to betray [A] me
I'ma pull up on your shore like [Bb] BJ Wavy
Bitch, [Dbm] I'm a big gangster
I turn around with this foreign love
Coke, I ain't no slang
Hundred of them, just saw the rush
Callin', I'm with it
I step in the kitchen and give him a perfect performance
We had to trap out the trenches, they come and come get it
We no longer stand on the corner
Bustin' a brick in the kitchen, I'm scared with this shit
If you want it, I'm pullin' up on you
Tell my lieutenant this hentai from some other weather
You catch a little more than you want it
I meditated, then [Eb] elevated the greatness
Then I went and got me a sack
Straight out the hood, got me some class
Sellin' them squares, controlin' the trap
Neighborhood supplier, I tend survivor
I'm a controller, and it's on the way back
Genius, I love you
I got my shirt off, droppin' the work off
On Carolina, controlin' the spy
Twelve in my section harassin' pedestrians
Catchin' a set, they patrollin' this high
If I get arrested, my bail could be set at whatever
Go right back and open up shop
Emmett DeJuul come sit in my section
It look like Le'Kevin was flooded with rocks
I cut on the faucet, I'm really retarded
I bottle that water, and I spill it in a drop
You gotta be cautious, I'm clutchin' you [Ab] crossman
The spark put a permanent scar on your [Fm] top
Got no creed, he'll [Cm] sign like this, my, my, yo
Type of car we don't steal
Backseat [Eb] driver for [Bb] real
Drop me off at the top
[F] Got that key with no lock
Rape with [Ab] a team that I own
[F] Ain't no takin' my spot
[Fm] French high, French high, we [Eb] did it
Take a lifetime to spend it
[Cm] Hit the bank, just a busy
Raise a hand if you're with it
Drop the [F] top on the road
Handle only [Cm] the gold
Bottle servin' for family
I'm proposing a [Fm] toast
Minute of the hood like, yeah
[Eb] Who'da thought [Cm] we would get it
Hide in the project like, yeah
Don't get lost in my crease
Wait till the [F] G's get the quiz
Oh, you thought that was [Eb] it?
I'ma be bigger than B
Yeah, you know [Ebm] what it is
Yeah, I call up bro, he said he ready for the [B] sting
What you claim?
You a lame
You ain't never put a [Ebm] bang
So I be around some killers
That go [B] crazy for the gang
If I sold you all my charges
You won't look at me the [Ebm] same
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to [B] make
Lost my brother, seen him dying
I just [Ebm] seen him graduate
Got that 40 on my side
But I'm just [B] rollin' past the day
But my hand could do the job
And I ain't talkin' math [Ebm] today
I was in the United States
Cause I had a bag to [B] make
I risked my life for this, I aint
Cause God ain't let me pass [Ebm] away
Fuck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back [B] today
I call Polo, he come dolo
We get him to find the way
We [Ebm] pop out at your party
I'm with the [B] gang
And there's gon' be a robbery
So tuck your [Ebm] chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry
But I can't [B] change
We ain't aiming for your body
Try to set your brain
[Em] So I grab my Glock
It been through a lot
But it still shoot like new
We at the top
Yeah, we lost a lot
But that's just how it go
But check the score
That found me one more
That's 60-24
Let me focus, can't be zoning out
[Bm] He ballin' up, [Em] now he double part
He ain't get it now
He in that push to start
That new Porsche
It's built like a horse
Colors like the fork
He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorced
White Bralette, a whore
Now she walk up
She strutting her stuff
This bitch dick is fucked
Hopped in his truck
Kissed him on his lips
He cupping up
But now I sneak up
Crouching like a tiger
Lights loop off the wire
The block on fire
So I trip with caution
Man, so Michael Myers
I'm on his air
He finna be mad
He gon' be the ass
But this what happened
I got to the door
I thought I was clapping
I was lacking
Cause that go to opps
Yelling out what's cracking
I'm like, what?
I'm like, nigga, who?
I was born to shoot
I got aim
I'm like Johnny Dang
When it come to chain
So I rap
Hit one in his arm
Hit one in his thigh
There's no lie
Bitches do what that
You say you gon' slide
You got some nerve
Yo shit on the curb
Boy, we put in [B] work From 64
And from 65
We not be 63rd
Get your money back
Double cup of [Gbm] Hennessy
We call it money, yeah So what?
Where all of my bloodies at?
[B] I took her to the crib
And I had fun with that
Now come and get your mother back
I'm done with that
Yo, I just caught the pocket rocket
For all you niggas pocket watching
_ Ride your Rollie, tick, tick, tockin'
I fuck her during tax season Perfect timing
I bagged your bitch in Fashion Nova No designer
[N] And I like them tatted bitches [Gbm] Hakalani
I woke up in that pussy
Her new name Bugatti
Bitch, I got that drip
My new name Tsunami
[E] Ooh, that's a big [B] drip Big wrist
Big body, big whips Big glocks Big guap Big nuts Big [D] goons
Small problems, big moves
I'ma act one, two
Stop the [Dm] track, bring it back
[Eb] What it do?
See, Ricky said
Never let nobody [Ab] get the one up on you
If they run up [F] on you
Hit them with a [Dm] one, two
Or a bitch slap
Here's the [D] code to sack your brothers
Don't have your [Dm] back regardless
And spit what you [D] did when homies out
Was here before [Dm] you started
If you're no [D] man
Butt the [Dm] man above your head
Pray before you go to [D] bed
Everything my mama said
First [F] they barking
Now they hopping
All on the way
Cause they see me popping
Big, big large pockets
They start blocking
Here's what [B] I say
When they ass keep knocking
My daddy said
Trust no [D] man but [Bb] your brothers
And never leave your day ones in the gutter
My daddy said
Treat young girls like your mother
My mama said
Trust no hoes, you're a rubber
My daddy said
Trust no [Eb] man but your [Dm] brothers
And never leave your day [Eb] ones in the gutter
My [Dm] daddy said
Treat young [Eb] girls like your [C] mother
My mama said
Trust no hoes, you're a rubber
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