Chords for Ain't No Future In Yo' Frontin'

to the beat y'all
_ _ _ [Cm] Ah, yeah
_ _ _ Sound good to me _
[D] This sound hard some funky people gonna dance to give the record a second and a chance to
Hitting people like a scene of amazement while they slipping back my feet just planted in the pain
Trouble I can never do so now i'm looking dead at you.
What are you [F] gonna do?
You're [Gm] listening to the knowledge of a scholar you say how I breathe tell them how I holler
I'm the e-double and I proclaim my name straight up [D] good gang peeps all game
I'm, like a rhino running through the roughest path.
They figure i'ma trick a happy nigga.
So they step
The [G] microphone is boot last the longest the [D] noose is strong.
It ain't a game.
That's plain to see you listen to the sounds of breathe Yes
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ i'm like
[Dm] I can give you a [D] job a place to eat hearty meet your homeboy marty at a bob party taking over walking like a dog named
I'm picking suckers like a four-leaf clover.
Hey, Mike.
I'm hearing something the microphone _ _ _
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I'm [D] the beat the art to the double egg and down with my homie
G-a-s-n-o-e
I _ _ _ don't give a because i'm from f-l-i-m-t in a city where pete runs low
Did you ever shoot through my city?
Now, you know, we are strictly business and we also got a pride
If you don't like it, I suggest you break.
[C] Why?
Check the study looking for the ammo when he wired think of that illegal [Eb] is the best for solely dying
I ain't [F] got time to see what [Ab] things came now to give up all his money and give up what he got
That's the way I am and see we cannot be different never change the ways for the world [D] or the government
If it was the president, then I would stay back.
You leave it up to me.
I paint the white house black
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Yeah, I [C] got dollars in my pocket not from rolling [Eb] if I was a fiend and my gold would be stolen
Put my name breathe on everything I own and when I get my jeep i'm putting greed on the chrome shine it [F] up
Good get through my [D] neighborhood motor all the phone fat rims in the kenwood put the kid around it
And then i'll have to drop shit because the riding people think i'm selling rocks, but in a future _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Fm] Cruel to the rules [Em] of the world made my life raw [D] cuz I never liked the law
[A] Top tens on my ass eugene [D] selling big gates and tip a tap to the fiends like much dollars
But I never break a sweat trying to move out my process saying you got my back and I got yours.
What time is it? _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ Let's start this party.
All right
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_ [Fm] _ _ [Cm] _ Reach out
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