Chords for UGK - Quit Haitin The South

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_ [D] Really going [Gm] down in the side bitch.
_ _ _ [Dm] Yeah nigga we know hip-hop and rap and all that shit started in the motherfucking east.
_ _ [Bb] _ Know what I'm saying?
Then it [Gm] went to the west coast and they did it a little bit better.
Know what I'm saying?
_ But [Dm] now it's our time to shine down here nigga.
Know what I'm saying?
So since y'all niggas keep saying we ain't real hip-hop [Gm] down here, we don't wanna be down with you bitch ass nigga.
_ So y'all stay up there with that bullshit.
[D] This [Dm] country rap tune down here nigga.
Young pimp, young gun, underground king.
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ All the OG's that's recognizing the real, I got love for [C] y'all.
But all [Dm] you bitch ass niggas talking down in your rappers you can eat a dick.
Oh look, pussy cocaine, _ [Gm] serving poverty, _ _ poverty pussy nigga. _ _
Steady [C] staying on [Dm] the _ grind, _ _ _ _ _ pussy nigga can't [D] say he [Gm] ain't hating me.
_ _ _ _ _ Cause if he did then he would [Dm] be _ _ blind.
_ _ _ _ _ How in the hell [F] am I supposed [Gm] to respect a man _ _ _ _ _ that talk down on [Dm] every _ _ song?
You _ _ _ still acting like a bitch and standing crying, [Gm] yeah _ I'm _ _ crying bitch.
Say my name pussy nigga and get your [Dm] shit on. _
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_ _ _ [Gm] Quit hating the side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ baby, we [Dm] getting paid for the side.
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_ [F] _ _ [Gm] Quit hating the side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
baby, [D] _ [Dm] we getting paid for the side. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] Well it's been a long time my nigga, I should've left you.
Without the real trio shit they go left you.
You [Dm] got a lot of respect fool, for the ones [C] before me.
[Dm] But with my time, they act like they ain't know me.
[Gm] I been down with rap music since cold crush and melee.
Before MTV, before DMC, on this LA.
[Dm] That's when UD tried to tell you about your [C] friends nigga.
I was giving rap [D] all my time and my ends [Gm] bought.
Damn near every record that motherfucking dropped.
West coast gangsta music, east coast [C] hip hop.
[Dm] Now it's our time to shine and the tables have turned.
And motherfuckers aggravated cause we getting some birds.
[Gm] This don't go for everybody, just a few [D] niggas swarming.
[Gm] Probably cause they favorite rappers ain't in [D] control.
But [Dm] just let go of the past, cause it's hurting your hands.
And pass it over to the next generation of fans.
[Gm] Quit hating the side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
baby.
We [Dm] getting paper in the side. _ _ _ _ _ _
We getting money.
_ [Gm] Quit hating the side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ baby.
[Dm] Quit hating the side.
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_ _ _ _ [Bb] I'm blasting off on you [Gm] hoes like Nat, cause your [Bb] double standards and hypocrisy remind me of Matt.
[Dm] We ain't good enough to eat at your table, but when your dick get hard, you wanna run up in our bras.
I'm [Gm] from the ghetto, but I'm still cocking biggers.
Bitch, hoe, cock sucking nigga.
[Dm] And that goes for all you visitors too.
If you don't like it down here, get the fuck on through.
[Gm] They say we can't rap any question [C] in our [Gm] intellect.
Friendly ass niggas jumping bad on the [Dm] internet.
Anybody typing that much can't get a danger.
Catch you in person, bitch I'll break your fingers.
[Gm] It's some trash in the south, but I promise you, from the east to the west, some of y'all garbage too.
[Dm] As long as the beat's locked in the lyrics, hot son, I can give a rat's ass where rap is from.
[Gm] I remember N.W.A. and P.E. had me feeling like a rapper was a thing [D] to be.
You [Dm] can't fuck with Willie D.
You can't either.
_ Disrespecting Nicole Dunn's [Gm] motherfuckers, nigga.
We getting papered _ inside. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We [C] _ [Dm] getting papered inside.
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Give me money.
To [Gm] all the radio, TV, and even the French that's been hating on us inside like we ain't pretty.
Y'all [Dm] think we came here to play.
Say man, we came here to stay.
Y'all should've listened to Andre.
Bitch, we got something to say.
And [Gm] all you washed up rappers, you ain't worth it so far.
I see y'all trying to rap like us and putting grills in your mouth.
Y'all [Dm] find them peaking, find them peaking.
Like these bosses, twerking.
But hoe, we know what's going on and bitch, that bullshit ain't working.
[Gm] I'm an OG rock star.
Write my name up on the wall.
Fuck your bitch and get to switching.
Put my dick up in her [Dm] jaw.
Sweet Jones, fuck the clone.
Legend on the microphone.
Player's choice.
Look at boys, keep those bitches [Gm] pussy.
I bump the screw, that's how I do.
Sipping [D] bright, 15 [Gm] length.
E-Benz, big blue lens.
Knocking [C] bitch, fuck with a [Dm] friend.
Candy carton, skinny as mine.
Bought the ranch, man, fuck the house.
And y'all still gotta buy y'all dog muscle.
[D] What the fuck you bitch niggas talking [Gm] about? _ _ _
Y [C]'all sensitive [Gm] ass niggas.
Know what I'm talking about?
Y'all [C] niggas on y'all [Dm] period up there, bitch.
Know what I'm talking about?
Y'all hide behind them email addresses, seeing that bullshit through the air.
_ [Gm] _ Bitch, say my name, bitch.
I'm gonna come to your highs. _ _ _
_ Fuck how you [Dm] feel.
Country rap tunes, nigga.
_ They put all y'all records on one side of the store and put all the [Gm] country rap music on the other side of the store.
Let's see who sell out first. _
Bitch ass nigga.
_ [Dm] _ _ This is your own fault this shit ain't selling. _ _ _
Who put you up?
[Gm] _ _ _
Fuck you and your pussy. _ _ _ _ _
_ Keep talking that shit, them young [Dm] gladiators gonna come get you too, partner.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ Already.
[Dm] UGK for life.
Fuck how you feel about it, bitch. _