My first tab, more acoustic rap songs to come, have fun! CAPO 3 E7/G = e|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|1-------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|2-------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|3-------------------------------------------------------------------------| [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] (Strum once lightly on each chords) Em Em AK on my night stand, right next to that bible Am C But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0 Em Em Pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers no lipo Am C Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope Em Em And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold Am C Nigga you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll Em Em These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe Am C She get on that dick and stay on, all night like porch lights (Start strumming, however you think sounds good) Em Am Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we balling C E7/G And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD40 Em Am We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or but fucks C E7/G Bitch niggas go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's fucked up Em Am But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever C E7/G These bitches think they're too fly well tell em hoes I pluck feathers Em Am I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit fuck Gucci C E7/G She's blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches Em And that's 2 Chainz. [Hook] Look at you Em C Now look at us E7/G (open) Em All my niggas look rich as fuck Em Am All my niggas look rich as fuck C Em All my niggas look rich as fuck Em Am Now look at us C Em All my niggas look rich as fuck Em Am C All my niggas look rich as fuck [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Em Am Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig Latin C E7/G I turn the penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson Em Am Tell the bitches that be hating I ain't got no worries C E7/G I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurance Em Am C Ho, whats yo name whats yo sign, Zodiac Killer E7/G Em All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter Am Yeah, Murder 187 C E7/G I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven Em Am And I got xanax, percocet, promethazine with codeine C E7/G Call me Mr Sandman, I'm selling all these hoes dreams Em Am Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass TV screen C E7/G I keep a bad bitch call me the BB King Em You know I got that mouth out her Am And put that bitch out like a fire C I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers E7/G I eat that cat just like a lion Em And I can't trust none of these niggas Am Can't trust none of these hoes C E7/G I see your girl when I want, I got that ho TiVo'd Em Got a red ass bitch with a red ass pussy Am Nigga try me, that a dead ass pussy C Since yall motherfuckers so blind to the fact E7/G To tell you the truth, I don't care who's looking Em All I know is I love my bitch Am That pussy feel just like heaven on earth C Six feet deep, dick shovel in dirt E7/G R.I.P., rest in pussy Em Light that shit then pass that shit Am We gon get so smoked out C And then I went got locked up E7/G Every night I dreamt I broke out Em One Time for them pussy niggas Am That's that shit I don't like C We eating over here nigga E7/G Fuck around and have food fight Em And that's 2 Chainz. [Hook]x2 (same chords) Look at you Now look at us All my niggas look rich as fuck All my niggas look rich as fuck All my niggas look rich as fuck
