Chords for Three 6 Mafia - Don't Cha Get Mad (feat. Lil Flip & Mr. Bigg) Most Known Unknown
Tempo:
82 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
B
Ebm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] You know we gotta do one for all these niggas out here sidelining hating you know I'm saying
Don't get mad cuz the niggas straight up at the paint shop or the car lot or whatnot
[Ebm] Feeling mean on the scene [B] with a pocket full of cream
You know I'm saying and one of y'all hoes think a nigga gonna give him some I can't get shit with this dick in your motherfucking
Mouth and in your motherfucking hole, and you gotta reach [Ebm] me something for that hole cuz I [Abm] ain't for free bitch
Hey what your motherfuckin' way?
I'm pulled up clean in my back fuckin' truck
My rim still spinning so you know it's a
Cutting up I'm riding down the street popping victim butter.
I spotted me a freak you about to catch a bug
I act up once a night, baby.
It can be done
But you know your boy don't fuck with victim buzzer
The one that make money and [B] stack them buzz a [Abm] bank for the cap and a bank for the buzz Oh shit
Nigga I tell you now she can suck on this nigga dick and won't be fucked about it if she pay her rent
To a pin and in the public eye she can be legit my bitch at the shake
Don't you gotta work a trick the grill never know back talking cuz I call a jack
It's like I'm a shot with money, baby
Then I snap would scrap gotta let these hoes know who the shit running me just might have to throw some blow
Take a hit
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this [B] miss
I'm swerving them twist it from [Abm] side to side
I got that eye right on my [B] side
Them 20 inch [Ebm] hoes with the yellow [Abm] stripes
Aurello rode up with some of that life
The [B] 360 turn on the pole down screen
Turn it [Abm] all the way around and watch it from the front seat
The knock in the back seat
Get [B] the [Ebm] trunk on right on
Them [Abm] hoes rockin' with my whip sick like [B] throttle
Hey you better put that [Abm] money in my hand
I was born to be a mac
Not your motherfucking man
You mad cause I [Ebm] hit your hoe
Me and her [Abm] split your dough
Why you actin' surprised I know you heard me shit
Behind me and Quinn pushing bets
Smoking drugs no stress
One tick two blocks in for red no bets
I clock [B] dollars and pop collars
For a living
I'm at pressure world [Bb] every time [B] I hit no tricks
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I [Abm] twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve
and I twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself
But I deserve this, this, this
[Ebm] [Abm] [Ebm] [Abm]
[B] [Abm]
[B] [Abm]
[B]
[Abm]
Don't get mad cuz the niggas straight up at the paint shop or the car lot or whatnot
[Ebm] Feeling mean on the scene [B] with a pocket full of cream
You know I'm saying and one of y'all hoes think a nigga gonna give him some I can't get shit with this dick in your motherfucking
Mouth and in your motherfucking hole, and you gotta reach [Ebm] me something for that hole cuz I [Abm] ain't for free bitch
Hey what your motherfuckin' way?
I'm pulled up clean in my back fuckin' truck
My rim still spinning so you know it's a
Cutting up I'm riding down the street popping victim butter.
I spotted me a freak you about to catch a bug
I act up once a night, baby.
It can be done
But you know your boy don't fuck with victim buzzer
The one that make money and [B] stack them buzz a [Abm] bank for the cap and a bank for the buzz Oh shit
Nigga I tell you now she can suck on this nigga dick and won't be fucked about it if she pay her rent
To a pin and in the public eye she can be legit my bitch at the shake
Don't you gotta work a trick the grill never know back talking cuz I call a jack
It's like I'm a shot with money, baby
Then I snap would scrap gotta let these hoes know who the shit running me just might have to throw some blow
Take a hit
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this [B] miss
I'm swerving them twist it from [Abm] side to side
I got that eye right on my [B] side
Them 20 inch [Ebm] hoes with the yellow [Abm] stripes
Aurello rode up with some of that life
The [B] 360 turn on the pole down screen
Turn it [Abm] all the way around and watch it from the front seat
The knock in the back seat
Get [B] the [Ebm] trunk on right on
Them [Abm] hoes rockin' with my whip sick like [B] throttle
Hey you better put that [Abm] money in my hand
I was born to be a mac
Not your motherfucking man
You mad cause I [Ebm] hit your hoe
Me and her [Abm] split your dough
Why you actin' surprised I know you heard me shit
Behind me and Quinn pushing bets
Smoking drugs no stress
One tick two blocks in for red no bets
I clock [B] dollars and pop collars
For a living
I'm at pressure world [Bb] every time [B] I hit no tricks
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I [Abm] twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve
and I twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself
But I deserve this, this, this
[Ebm] [Abm] [Ebm] [Abm]
[B] [Abm]
[B] [Abm]
[B]
[Abm]
Key:
Abm
B
Ebm
Bb
Abm
B
Ebm
Bb
[B] You know we gotta do one for all these niggas out here sidelining hating you know I'm saying
Don't get mad cuz the niggas straight up at the paint shop or the car lot or whatnot
[Ebm] Feeling mean on the scene [B] with a pocket full of cream
You know I'm saying and one of y'all hoes think a nigga gonna give him some I can't get shit with this dick in your motherfucking
Mouth and in your motherfucking hole, and you gotta reach [Ebm] me something for that hole cuz I [Abm] ain't for free bitch
Hey what your motherfuckin' way?
I'm pulled up clean in my back fuckin' truck
My rim still spinning so you know it's a
Cutting up I'm riding down the street popping victim butter.
I spotted me a freak you about to catch a bug
I act up once a night, baby.
It can be done
But you know your boy don't fuck with victim buzzer
The one that make money and [B] stack them buzz a [Abm] bank for the cap and a bank for the buzz Oh shit
Nigga I tell you now she can suck on this nigga dick and won't be fucked about it if she pay her rent
To a pin and in the public eye she can be legit my bitch at the shake
Don't you gotta work a trick the grill never know back talking cuz I call a jack
It's like I'm a shot with money, baby
Then I snap would scrap gotta let these hoes know who the shit running me just might have to throw some blow
Take a hit
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this [B] miss
I'm swerving them twist it from [Abm] side to side
I got that eye right on my [B] side
Them 20 inch [Ebm] hoes with the yellow [Abm] stripes
Aurello rode up with some of that life
The [B] 360 turn on the pole down screen
Turn it [Abm] all the way around and watch it from the front seat
The knock in the back seat
Get [B] the [Ebm] trunk on right on
Them [Abm] hoes rockin' with my whip sick like [B] throttle
Hey you better put that [Abm] money in my hand
I was born to be a mac
Not your motherfucking man
You mad cause I [Ebm] hit your hoe
Me and her [Abm] split your dough
Why you actin' surprised I know you heard me shit
Behind me and Quinn pushing bets
Smoking drugs no stress
One tick two blocks in for red no bets
I clock [B] dollars and pop collars
For a living
I'm at pressure world [Bb] every time [B] I hit no tricks
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I [Abm] twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve
and I twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself
But I deserve this, this, this
[Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Don't get mad cuz the niggas straight up at the paint shop or the car lot or whatnot
[Ebm] Feeling mean on the scene [B] with a pocket full of cream
You know I'm saying and one of y'all hoes think a nigga gonna give him some I can't get shit with this dick in your motherfucking
Mouth and in your motherfucking hole, and you gotta reach [Ebm] me something for that hole cuz I [Abm] ain't for free bitch
Hey what your motherfuckin' way?
I'm pulled up clean in my back fuckin' truck
My rim still spinning so you know it's a
Cutting up I'm riding down the street popping victim butter.
I spotted me a freak you about to catch a bug
I act up once a night, baby.
It can be done
But you know your boy don't fuck with victim buzzer
The one that make money and [B] stack them buzz a [Abm] bank for the cap and a bank for the buzz Oh shit
Nigga I tell you now she can suck on this nigga dick and won't be fucked about it if she pay her rent
To a pin and in the public eye she can be legit my bitch at the shake
Don't you gotta work a trick the grill never know back talking cuz I call a jack
It's like I'm a shot with money, baby
Then I snap would scrap gotta let these hoes know who the shit running me just might have to throw some blow
Take a hit
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
Ride ride down the block I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this [B] miss
I'm swerving them twist it from [Abm] side to side
I got that eye right on my [B] side
Them 20 inch [Ebm] hoes with the yellow [Abm] stripes
Aurello rode up with some of that life
The [B] 360 turn on the pole down screen
Turn it [Abm] all the way around and watch it from the front seat
The knock in the back seat
Get [B] the [Ebm] trunk on right on
Them [Abm] hoes rockin' with my whip sick like [B] throttle
Hey you better put that [Abm] money in my hand
I was born to be a mac
Not your motherfucking man
You mad cause I [Ebm] hit your hoe
Me and her [Abm] split your dough
Why you actin' surprised I know you heard me shit
Behind me and Quinn pushing bets
Smoking drugs no stress
One tick two blocks in for red no bets
I clock [B] dollars and pop collars
For a living
I'm at pressure world [Bb] every time [B] I hit no tricks
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I [Abm] twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself but I deserve this miss
Don't you get [B] mad when I swerve
and I twist
Ride, ride down the block
I got my charm out the window
Don't you get mad when I [Abm] swerve
and I twist
I ain't bragging on myself
But I deserve this, this, this
[Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
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[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _