Baby ft. Clipse - What Happened To That Boy Chords

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_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [B] [Gm] Damn baby where we at right [C] now?
31 [D] Magnolia dawg, [Cm] this is my hood dawg.
[C#] Just saying [G] baby, who's that up there?
[N] They calling that Delphi.
Yeah that's a dirty call, they letting everybody know it's a bad time. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ What happened to that [G] boy?
_ What happened to that boy? _
What happened to that boy?
He was talking shit, we put [F#] a clap into that [G#] boy.
_ What happened to that boy? _
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy?
He [G] was talking shit, we put a clap [F#] into that boy.
I heard you snitching on a player man, say it ain't [G] so.
Even as a [F#] youngin' they consigned me to blow.
[G] Which explains [F#] why I'm worth my weight in gold.
[G] While they was taking baby [F#] steps from an 8 to an 0.
Word in the streets that their NG is me.
I put enough ice on that watch to make a nigga [G] lose sleep.
Magnified [D] face help the bitch see clearly.
9 on the waist hit the bitch severely.
[G] I'm known for the [F#m] flip of that cocaine.
I'm [G] heavy in the street like the 7 series beamer man.
Hit em [F#] with the Nina man, or that 4 5th guaranteed to lean ya man.
Woah, [G] I'm the reason that your block is vacant.
Malicious will hit [F#] ya, just to make a statement [G] bitch.
Clips and [D] cash money, who ain't rich?
Don't compare me to you nigga, you ain't this.
[F#] What happened to that boy?
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
We _ _ _ put [D#m] a clap into that boy.
_ What happened to that boy?
[G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ We _ _ _ put a clap into that boy.
Stunna and [F#] patty cake for worldwide push.
[G] Birdman nigga leave the guns in the bushes.
Bitch, she getting her [F#m] freaks unloaded on the [G] gusset.
Boss of [F#] the ghetto with the round shaped cookie sheet.
[G] One through one [D#m] nigga flood the block.
[G] If I don't go to jail nigga, birds gonna flock.
Nigga sittin' on the turtle, bitch get off the pot.
The bird just landed so the hood gone rock.
New whips, big [D] hips, the Prada Gucci shit.
Or mami a fly, binged the wide skinny [G] lips.
She takes my flight, [F#] she hold my weight.
While the pork was staked out from state to state.
It ain't nothing to a baller baby.
Hit her, cost big [G] money, heavy weight.
[F#] Birdman hood boss [G] baby, steppin' on my [F#] line.
That's your lil' [G#] stuffedただ DK may call it young.
[F#] Come out in the black coral.
Touch it.
What happened to that [D] boy?
_ What happened [G] to that boy? _
What happened to that boy?
He was talkin' shit we put a [D] clap into that boy.
_ What happened to that [G] boy? _
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy?
He was talkin' shit we [F#m] put a clap into that boy.
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[F#] Another soul loss, had to make it shirt match.
My eyes blood colored [G] Porsche, uh
[F#] The rims match of course
Blood hit his Thames, it reminded me of them
[G] _ [F#] Glistening wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm, a gorgeous [G] killer
I put this on my lord
My niece was four when she felt chinchilla
I [F#] passed the shore for that shit that [G] made
[F#m] Fiends rise from the dead like thriller [G] _ [F#] Gangsta, hustler
[G] At night still found [F#m] time to kiss [D] my mother
Live like I'm dreaming, kick my feet up
Gun poke my waist, remind me of my demons so
Quit your yapping before I get to clapping
And have your body parts mixing matching, fella
_ What [F#] happened to that boy?
[G] _ What happened to that boy? _
[D#m] What happened to that boy?
People talking shit, we put a clap into that boy
_ What happened [G] to that boy? _
[Bm] What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy?
[G] People talking shit, we put a clap into that boy _ _
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