Chords for Sell Your Dope

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A few words of inspiration.
[E] This song is [D] dedicated to the hustlers standing on the [E] curb smoking erd, moving weight from
[A] the inner city to the suburb.
[E] Paranoid at jail, pocket full of Yale, just [D] waiting on another sale.
Sip your beers, [E] wipe your tears, encourage your peers.
[A] It's gonna be alright, alright.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope, [E] make your money [A] every night.
Get on down, them brothers [E] around the corner, they wanna [D] start a fight.
That's alright.
Sell your dope, [E] keep on hustling until your [A] money arrives.
Say what?
You [E] and your girl, come on y'all, argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope, I love [E] you baby, especially when your [A] pockets are tied.
I gotta do my thing.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope, [E] brother you know this world [A] ain't right.
Hey what's up little [E] inchworm?
I hope this letter make you [D] feel just a little bit better.
Got your t-shirt [E] thick, your khakis creased so you can be [A] G'd up when you get relief.
Me and my [E] homeboys put together some chippers to buy some [D] beer and a couple of strippers.
You can use my [E] car till you find your own.
Can't wait [A] till you get home, but later on, the money that [E] you get from your GR check,
that should be [D] enough to put you back on deck.
Now I know you off [E] the road, but don't be scared.
This time [A] we'll be prepared.
Fuck the feds, don't say [E] shit.
Do your broad, keep the [D] dope stashed in the neighbor's yard.
When they get in the [E] door, you got a steel-toed boot.
Won't find [A] nothing but a lawsuit, baby baby.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope, [E] make your money [A] every night.
Fuck them brothers [E] around the corner.
They wanna [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope, [E] keep on hustling.
[A] You know what I'm saying?
[E] Come on, y'all.
[D] That's alright.
Sell [E] it, man.
[A] What you mean, get a [E] job?
[D] Sell [E] it.
[A] Yo, baby [E] mama, she might trip.
Cause you hanging with [D] a crip, trying to clock your grip.
She can't [E] help a black man now.
But when the bills come [A] around, she got her hand now.
Now your baby [E] need pampers, Similac.
Plus you [D] need rims for your Cadillac.
Ignore your [E] girl when she start tripping.
Keep them [A] kilos flippin', datin', dippin'.
We can [E] expand, buy a little land.
Hand the [D] dope gang down to the next man.
Buy a little [E] business, clean the money.
Look at the [Am] cops, funny.
Frontin' in [E] the catty, all the beat up toast.
Got the [D] baby gangsta selling the shit for us.
We can dance [E] underwater and not get wet.
Sell crack on [A] the internet, but not shit.
Come on.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope.
[E] Make your money [A] every night.
Them brothers [E] round the corner.
They wanna [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope.
[E] Keep on hustling until your [A] money's dry.
You and your girl.
You [E] and your girl.
You might argue.
Argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope.
[E] Especially when your [A] pocket's dry.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope.
[E] Brother, you know this world [A] ain't right.
One, two, three, break down.
[E] Come on, baby.
[D] Sell your dope.
I like [E] to thank the Quarterpiece Quartet for helping me sing this shit.
One more time.
[Am] [Em] Come on, baby.
[D] Sell your dope.
[E] Since we from California, let's [A] smooth it out like some Jerry Curl activator.
[E] Come on, baby.
[D] Sell your dope.
[E] If I can't sell a million records, I bet you I'll sell [A] a million rocks.
Motherfucker.
[E]
[D] Sell your dope.
I'll be [E] at the Delta Fire going platinum.
You know what I'm [A] saying?
Shit.
[E] I won't have no fans and shit.
[D] But I'll still just go out and buy my own [E] rap tapes.
He's still going platinum.
Check [A] it out, man.
Early [E] in the morning when I [D] get out of [E] bed.
I chop up some quarter pieces and get ready for [A] my club hits.
I sell it [E] all day, baby.
I sell it [D] all night long until the [E] 15th rolls around and everybody [Am] is all gone.
I go by [E] some activator.
Turn my flow into [D] a Jerry Curl.
Put the [E] Daytonas on my lap.
And I'm going platinum.
And then I go [A] swoop up my girl.
Oh, baby, [E] don't try to change me.
If I [D] go to the pen, cause when the white [E] man let me go, I'm going to do the same old thing again.
Everything is going to be [D] alright.
Sell your dope.
[E] Make your money [Am] every night.
Them brothers [E] around the corner, they want to [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope.
[E] Keep on hustling until your [A] money's all gone.
You might [E]
argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope.
[E] Especially when your [A] pockets are tight.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope.
[E] Brother, you [C#] know this world ain't right.
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A few words of inspiration.
_ _ [E] This song is [D] dedicated to the hustlers standing on the [E] curb smoking erd, moving weight from
[A] the inner city to the suburb.
[E] Paranoid at jail, pocket full of Yale, just [D] waiting on another sale.
Sip your beers, [E] wipe your tears, encourage your peers.
[A] It's gonna be alright, alright.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope, [E] make your money [A] every night.
Get on down, them brothers [E] around the corner, they wanna [D] start a fight.
That's alright.
Sell your dope, [E] keep on hustling until your [A] money arrives.
Say what?
You [E] and your girl, come on y'all, argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope, I love [E] you baby, especially when your [A] pockets are tied.
I gotta do my thing.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope, [E] brother you know this world [A] ain't right.
Hey what's up little [E] inchworm?
I hope this letter make you [D] feel just a little bit better.
Got your t-shirt [E] thick, your khakis creased so you can be [A] G'd up when you get relief.
Me and my [E] homeboys put together some chippers to buy some [D] beer and a couple of strippers.
You can use my [E] car till you find your own.
Can't wait [A] till you get home, but later on, the money that [E] you get from your GR check,
that should be [D] enough to put you back on deck.
Now I know you off [E] the road, but don't be scared.
This time [A] we'll be prepared.
Fuck the feds, don't say [E] shit.
Do your broad, keep the [D] dope stashed in the neighbor's yard.
When they get in the [E] door, you got a steel-toed boot.
Won't find [A] nothing but a lawsuit, baby baby.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope, [E] make your money [A] every night.
Fuck them brothers [E] around the corner.
They wanna [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope, [E] keep on hustling. _
_ [A] You know what I'm saying?
_ [E] Come on, y'all.
_ [D] That's alright.
Sell [E] it, man. _ _
[A] What you mean, get a _ [E] job? _
_ [D] _ _ Sell [E] it. _ _
_ [A] _ Yo, baby [E] mama, she might trip.
Cause you hanging with [D] a crip, trying to clock your grip.
She can't [E] help a black man now.
But when the bills come [A] around, she got her hand now.
Now your baby [E] need pampers, Similac.
Plus you [D] need rims for your Cadillac.
Ignore your [E] girl when she start tripping.
Keep them [A] kilos flippin', datin', dippin'.
We can [E] expand, buy a little land.
Hand the [D] dope gang down to the next man.
Buy a little [E] business, clean the money.
Look at the [Am] cops, funny.
Frontin' in [E] the catty, all the beat up toast.
Got the [D] baby gangsta selling the shit for us.
We can dance [E] underwater and not get wet.
Sell crack on [A] the internet, but not shit.
Come on.
[E] Everything is gonna be [D] alright.
Sell your dope.
[E] Make your money [A] every night.
Them brothers [E] round the corner.
They wanna [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope.
[E] Keep on hustling until your [A] money's dry.
You and your girl.
You [E] and your girl.
You might argue.
Argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope.
[E] Especially when your [A] pocket's dry.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope.
[E] Brother, you know this world [A] ain't right.
One, two, three, break down.
_ [E] Come on, baby.
_ [D] _ Sell your dope.
I like [E] to thank the Quarterpiece Quartet for helping me sing this shit.
One more time.
_ [Am] [Em] Come on, baby.
_ [D] _ Sell your dope.
[E] Since we from California, let's [A] smooth it out like some Jerry Curl activator.
[E] Come on, baby.
_ [D] _ Sell your dope.
[E] If I can't sell a million records, I bet you I'll sell [A] a million rocks.
Motherfucker.
[E] _ _ _
_ [D] _ Sell your dope.
I'll be [E] at the Delta Fire going platinum.
You know what I'm [A] saying?
Shit.
[E] I won't have no fans and shit.
[D] But I'll still just go out and buy my own [E] rap tapes.
He's still going platinum.
Check [A] it out, man.
Early [E] in the morning when I [D] get out of [E] bed.
I chop up some quarter pieces and get ready for [A] my club hits.
I sell it [E] all day, baby.
I sell it [D] all night long until the [E] 15th rolls around and everybody [Am] is all gone.
I go by [E] some activator.
Turn my flow into [D] a Jerry Curl.
Put the [E] Daytonas on my lap.
And I'm going platinum.
And then I go [A] swoop up my girl.
Oh, baby, [E] don't try to change me.
If I [D] go to the pen, cause when the white [E] man let me go, I'm going to do the same old thing again.
Everything is going to be [D] alright.
Sell your dope.
[E] Make your money [Am] every night.
Them brothers [E] around the corner, they want to [D] start a fight.
Sell your dope.
[E] Keep on hustling until your [A] money's all gone.
You might [E] _ _
argue [D] every night.
Sell your dope.
[E] Especially when your [A] pockets are tight.
You can't [E] find a job because your skin [D] ain't white.
Sell your dope.
[E] Brother, you [C#] know this world ain't right. _ _ _

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