Chords for Black Moon - I Got Cha Opin (Remix)

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woke up in the morning hopped on the train I saw my man he had a hell in his hand
Hidin' from the beast, at least I catch a buzz before I hit my block
I think I may get hit from on the good ship Lollipop move the hop so I can put the hip
and grip Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the
deep hole Microphone control with soul
Look in my hot eyes and tell me how could you behold
I'm coming to you from the underground With thunder sound
Number one question yo how can I be down?
Well I tell you, bring your lighter and roll your finger
Back up on your lighter so you see the fire singer
Go from left to right then front to back Over-over let us give the mic contact
Whenever I keep the headscope, I don't front You know I got your open, don't front
You know I got your open, it's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open Check my dialects from my diaphragm my man
Don't front, you know I got your open, it's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open Check the dialects from my diaphragm my [B] man
Me and my [Eb] crew walk the streets at night Like looking for the right one baby
[Ab] If it's [Eb] payday, imagine your step I never sweat swinging the F nowadays
Cause my [B] rep is known for the [Eb] tricks that are straight like toys
In the cypher with my boys, we get a busy record shop
I drop the top and make the C's pop [Ab] From the live at the spot last night in the [Abm] dark
I be dedicated to the moon cause it's black When the rap come back, tell me about the other side tracks
Now we going back to who got the rocks When I blew up the [Abm] spot last year on the box
Pressure to come back with another fat single Now too underground to make it stop when you mingle
But once it, pay attention to the third verse And I'ma take you to another level first
Yeah, don't front, you know I got your open It's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open I just went and E-D number one DJ
Don't front, you know I got your open It's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open I just went and E-D number one DJ
First of all listen, I'm letting you know that when you see me at a show
You better prepare for the flow right away I'm dimming the bright of day, it's never sunny
Still on the and move but the honey out the pay So I enter the brother zone
I come to the front of the stage to let you know who's on the phone
Don't leave it alone, see it's a hip hop thing Not a fake drip drop thing but on the ass lane
You can fool the rest but you can't fool me See the best school me, for the simple fact it's the GOG
Buck to the shot, steel to the tech, then rock to the rock Don't forget the past, no more shorty
Strictly rough shot, I rock it one down to forty But lordy, I got to let her know
That I elevate and level higher every time I felt the fire
People tried this when the jam got cold Used to be the man, now your band got old
I know the plan, so I keep on scoping Don't front, you know I got your open
Don't front, you know I got your open It's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open Check the dialect from my diaphragm, my man
Don't front, you know I got your open It's the original has me in the original crook
Don't front, you know I got your open Check the dialect from my diaphragm, my [B] man
[Eb] Yeah, without no doubt This is dedicated [Abm] to the man
Big fire, big drag, rails in the place to be
[B] Coming [Ab] to get you out, kid And we out, no doubt
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