Chords for Master P - Lets Get Em

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Yo, love nigga, shit.
I know you done whipped up [D] this motherfuckin' dope, but we gon' break these niggas off.
But uh, I need to go [E] out here and handle my business with some of these niggas, cause uh, [C] niggas out here rappin' uh,
[D] shit I say, yappin', they don't realize that nigga, this is real life, this reality.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas, when you say something about a nigga, you got to be ready to die for that [E] shit.
You [Eb] know what I'm [C] sayin'?
I mean, [D] it's like uh, niggas out here wanna be me.
Niggas know the real from the fake, man.
I smell a motherfuckin' jealousy everywhere I go.
[E] Niggas is [Eb] whammy.
But [C] uh, [D] you about to handle this motherfuckin' shit.
We gon' set the motherfuckin' record straight.
There they go, there they go, there they go.
[E] Pass me them [Eb] thangs, let's get [C] em.
[D]
[E]
[Eb] [C] I [D] get swole like a bull.
Bitch, I'm a soldier, y'all runnin' from the road.
I sling paint like crack.
My rhyme so pure, [E] hit it with two [Eb] seven, hey [C] come back.
[D] And the game won't change cause I'm the go man.
But why y'all niggas still runnin' off at the mouth, man?
True niggas don't talk shit.
We in the game stackin' [E] D's.
Y'all niggas [Eb] still tryin' [C] to get [D] with players and hustlers.
But y'all can't make no money [D] cause y'all niggas bustin'.
The game won't change.
Y'all niggas mad [E] cause Master P [Eb] got some [C] change.
[D] Seen a nigga in the ghetto slangin' dope.
Now y'all buying my shit out the record store.
And your baby mama lovin' me.
And every time
you turn on [E] the TV I [Eb] feel you [C] muggin' me.
[D] But I can't be stopped.
Cause real true niggas make
their money for slangin' rocks.
Y'all niggas slangin' bone rhymes.
That's why I'm in [E] the game.
[Eb] And I [C] got mines [D] and y'all Jewish brothers hollin' that [A] black shit.
Quit the sellin'
motherfuckers to the white bitch [D] for 15%.
There ain't enough money [E] to pay my [Eb] motherfuckin' [C] rent.
I [D] made a groovy nigga think I'm slangin' [A] coca leaves.
Nobody question Bill when he smokin' [D] weed
and pot.
And Biggie taught me [A] a lesson.
What?
[E] Never leave [Eb] without your smitten [C] west.
[D] There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass me them thangs, let's get em.
There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass [E] me them [Eb] thangs, let's get [C] em.
[D] There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass me them thangs, let's get em.
Bitch you went from the man to go out.
And the man to go [Dm] out.
Hard to be poopin' off your [E] ass.
There's just no [Eb] limit to the shit we [C] doin'.
Only way [D] to keep you from sayin' my name is put my dick in your mouth.
I'll piss on your porch.
Shit in your house.
Somebody said that nigga was talkin' about me.
I heard that.
I coulda fucked y'all with [E] words but you don't [Eb] deserve [C] that.
Go ahead and [D] rhyme the rest of your fuckin' bars but hurry back.
I take the bread out of my own head.
Whip your ass with one of my plaits.
You mad cause I bringin' home big ol' show money with no tags.
Just to wake up nigga [E] fantastic, [Eb] they gone [C] black.
Unfortunate [D] couple thangs that interested that nigga don't understand.
90% of this shit is your business.
10% of this shit is your time.
Slangin' tapes from the whole plaque.
Mythical masterpiece still [E] signed.
You gon' keep [Eb] this bitch [C] jammin'.
Above [D] the standard.
No limit and only y'all slab.
Fuckin' with what we plannin'.
Gon' leave you dead but you standin'.
[E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[A] [E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[E] Copy!
[Eb] CP [C] what is?
[D] That equals dead.
I spotted my guy.
Got him!
Rock.
Man we on top of him.
Burn him!
See, I'm yappin' out the mountain.
He like nigga what?
What?
Tryna talk that shit [E] about us.
They gon' be [Eb] like ah!
[C] Talk about [D] what?
Talk about the fuckin' [A] white mother roll killer dealer who don't give a fuck!
See I'm [D] on some evil murderous devil shit.
Got niggas over nigga's head and couldn't get off.
I [Em] was the devil [Eb] in!
[C] Man what you sayin' nigga?
[D] I'm on with niggas with big triggers.
Million dollar shit nigga.
Big bitch.
And y'all can tell we so talkin' back.
We don't fuck around we stay straight.
[E] And fuck what y'all [Eb] talkin' about bro we [C] act.
[D] Well, we're never high.
I let it go.
I'ma wash it up my mouth I'ma soak.
We rest assured you know what I'm sayin' I ain't so fuckin' moe.
Here we go.
[E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[E]
[Eb] [C] [D]
[E]
[Eb] Gang.
[C] [D] True nigga's a motherfuckin' man.
Gotta stand on his own nigga.
All y'all fake niggas.
Y'all think they gon' fade with the [E] motherfuckin' wind.
[Eb] [C] [D] From the TLN nigga.
We bought it, bought it and ride it, ride it nigga.
No limit for life.
TRU [E] nigga.
[Eb] And when I say [C] TRU.
[D] I mean the whole no limit family.
The motherfuckin' group truth.
Master P.
C.
Murda.
Silk nigga.
[E]
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_ _ Yo, love nigga, shit.
I know you done whipped up [D] this motherfuckin' dope, but we gon' break these niggas off.
But uh, I need to go [E] out here and handle my business with some of these niggas, cause uh, [C] niggas out here rappin' uh,
[D] shit I say, yappin', they don't realize that nigga, this is real life, this reality.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas, when you say something about a nigga, you got to be ready to die for that [E] shit.
You [Eb] know what I'm [C] sayin'?
I mean, [D] it's like uh, niggas out here wanna be me.
Niggas know the real from the fake, man.
I smell a motherfuckin' jealousy everywhere I go.
[E] Niggas is [Eb] whammy.
But [C] uh, [D] you about to handle this motherfuckin' shit.
We gon' set the motherfuckin' record straight.
There they go, there they go, there they go.
[E] Pass me them [Eb] thangs, let's get [C] em.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] [C] I [D] get swole like a bull.
Bitch, I'm a soldier, y'all runnin' from the road.
I sling paint like crack.
My rhyme so pure, [E] hit it with two [Eb] seven, hey [C] come back.
[D] And the game won't change cause I'm the go man.
But why y'all niggas still runnin' off at the mouth, man?
True niggas don't talk shit.
We in the game stackin' [E] D's.
Y'all niggas [Eb] still tryin' [C] to get [D] with players and hustlers.
But y'all can't make no money [D] cause y'all niggas bustin'.
The game won't change.
Y'all niggas mad [E] cause Master P [Eb] got some [C] change.
[D] Seen a nigga in the ghetto slangin' dope.
Now y'all buying my shit out the record store.
And your baby mama lovin' me.
And every time
you turn on [E] the TV I [Eb] feel you [C] muggin' me.
[D] But I can't be stopped.
Cause real true niggas make
their money for slangin' rocks.
Y'all niggas slangin' bone rhymes.
That's why I'm in [E] the game.
[Eb] And I [C] got mines [D] and y'all Jewish brothers hollin' that [A] black shit.
Quit the sellin'
motherfuckers to the white bitch [D] for 15%.
There ain't enough money [E] to pay my [Eb] motherfuckin' [C] rent.
I [D] made a groovy nigga think I'm slangin' [A] coca leaves.
Nobody question Bill when he smokin' [D] weed
and pot.
And Biggie taught me [A] a lesson.
What?
[E] Never leave [Eb] without your smitten [C] west.
[D] There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass me them thangs, let's get em.
There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass [E] me them [Eb] thangs, let's get [C] em.
[D] There they go, there they go, there they go.
Pass me them thangs, let's get em.
Bitch you went from the man to go out.
And the man to go [Dm] out.
Hard to be poopin' off your [E] ass.
There's just no [Eb] limit to the shit we [C] doin'.
Only way [D] to keep you from sayin' my name is put my dick in your mouth.
I'll piss on your porch.
Shit in your house.
Somebody said that nigga was talkin' about me.
I heard that.
I coulda fucked y'all with [E] words but you don't [Eb] deserve [C] that.
Go ahead and [D] rhyme the rest of your fuckin' bars but hurry back.
I take the bread out of my own head.
Whip your ass with one of my plaits.
You mad cause I bringin' home big ol' show money with no tags.
Just to wake up nigga [E] fantastic, [Eb] they gone [C] black.
Unfortunate [D] couple thangs that interested that nigga don't understand.
90% of this shit is your business.
10% of this shit is your time.
Slangin' tapes from the whole plaque.
Mythical masterpiece still [E] signed.
You gon' keep [Eb] this bitch [C] jammin'.
Above [D] the standard.
No limit and only y'all slab.
Fuckin' with what we plannin'.
Gon' leave you dead but you standin'.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] Copy!
[Eb] CP [C] what is?
[D] That equals dead.
I spotted my guy.
Got him!
Rock.
Man we on top of him.
Burn him!
See, I'm yappin' out the mountain.
He like nigga what?
What?
Tryna talk that shit [E] about us.
They gon' be [Eb] like ah!
[C] Talk about [D] what?
Talk about the fuckin' [A] white mother roll killer dealer who don't give a fuck!
See I'm [D] on some evil murderous devil shit.
Got niggas over nigga's head and couldn't get off.
I [Em] was the devil [Eb] in!
[C] Man what you sayin' nigga?
[D] I'm on with niggas with big triggers.
Million dollar shit nigga.
Big bitch.
And y'all can tell we so talkin' back.
We don't fuck around we stay straight.
[E] And fuck what y'all [Eb] talkin' about bro we [C] act.
[D] Well, we're never high.
I let it go.
I'ma wash it up my mouth I'ma soak.
We rest assured you know what I'm sayin' I ain't so fuckin' moe.
Here we go.
_ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Eb] _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
[Eb] Gang.
[C] [D] True nigga's a motherfuckin' man.
Gotta stand on his own nigga.
All y'all fake niggas.
Y'all think they gon' fade with the [E] motherfuckin' wind.
[Eb] _ [C] [D] From the TLN nigga.
_ _ We bought it, bought it and ride it, ride it nigga.
No limit for life.
TRU [E] nigga.
[Eb] And when I say [C] TRU.
[D] I mean the whole no limit family.
The motherfuckin' group truth.
Master P.
C.
Murda.
Silk nigga.
[E]