Chords for SPM- Suckaz N Hataz

_ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ [Bm] It's for real!
[Em] _ _ [D] Me wanna know [Em] why all these haters is talking [Bm] about me and talking [Em] nonsense.
_ [Bm] _ _ [Em] This is [Bm] Oche with my man [Em] Filero.
[Bm] Y'all Pals, where can shut him [Em] down?
[Bm] Listen to this.
[Em] And [Bm] me wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playing with [Bm] me.
Oh yeah.
[Em] Hey!
And [Bm] me wanna know why these [Em] thug girls they talk about [Bm] me.
[Em] And [Bm] me wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playing with [Bm] me.
Listen, [Em] my [Bm] people I'm not the only one.
Why these [Em] haters keep playing with [Bm] me.
I'm [E] a smoke kill, I'm a [Bm] do what I can.
I'm a help [Em] them find that nigga up in [Bm] Afghanistan.
I [Em] represent the hood, [Bm] Benz what I push.
[E] Just by the house right [Bm] next to George Bush.
[E] In River Oaks, [Bm] where's the nigga Los?
In [E] the club drunk, nah nigga [Bm] I'm finna go.
In [E] my 64, [B] Candywood and Parlor.
[Em] Fall to my knees and give [B] all praise to Allah.
Still [E] I blow big and I [Bm] don't like big.
I'm [Em] tryna put my trailer on [Bm] MTV crib.
But [E] these haters too smart, not [B] enough courage.
But I [Em] got two veterans in a [Bm] brand new oven.
I'm [Em] puffin' and I'm poundin', I'm [Bm] high as a mountain.
You can tell [Em] I was fucked up, and [D] you hear my album.
They [E] got a lack bouncin', I took [Bm] my bitch a thousand.
And [Em] I'm all ballin' while you [Bm] motherfuckers growlin'.
[Em] And [Bm] we wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playin' with [Bm] me.
Oh yeah.
[Em] And [Bm] we wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk bout [Bm] me. _
[Em] And [Bm] we wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playin' with [Bm] me.
Oh no.
[Em] Listen.
And [Bm] we wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk bout [G] me.
This green [Em] is so delicious, [Bm] mom still bitchin'.
Why don't [Em] you ever listen and [Bm] rap like a Christian?
Mom [Em] you know I'm thuggin', there ain't [Bm] no fuckin' hope.
The only [Em] time I run is when [Bm] I'm runnin' dope.
I shake [Em] it and I shook it.
Bitch [Bm] you think I'm stupid?
Cause [E] I smoke kill and my [Bm] dick's fuckin' crooked.
Well [E] fuck you too.
[Bm] I'ma call my crew.
Pack [Em] a 22 if you want [Bm] some beef stew.
[E] Sippin' 80 proof, chunkin' [Bm] juice out the roof.
Stomp [E] a nigga down and wipe his shit [Bm] off my boot.
I'm at [Em] 325 if you want [Bm] more than 50.
But I don't [Em] slang wiki or that [G] merely vanilla.
I'm strictly [Em] moving carpets on [Bm] the black market.
I'ma make us host [Em] off the pigs like a spider [Bm] named Charlotte.
[Em] Valet parking, [Bm] 600 starship.
Would this [Em] be cash?
Nah bitch [Bm] you can charge it.
[Em] And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playin' with me.
[Bm] Oh yeah.
[Em] Hey.
And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk bout [Bm] me. _
[Em] And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playin' with me.
[D] Oh no.
[Em] Listen.
And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk bout [Bm] me.
[Em] Smokin' on that Doja.
Well [Bm] my bitch Rosa.
I signed [Em] a little poster that she gave [B] me a pinot.
[E] Dope ass soldier.
I feel [B] I'm getting closer.
Teased [E] her face [B] up in that Atlanta, Georgia.
[Em] Cooper, Cavanagh.
This [Bm] song is a jammer.
I like [Em] to get drunk and start [Bm] dancing like Hammer.
Loose [Em] dick and sagger.
Long [Bm] night of braggers.
Sometimes [Em] shave my head like the wet [Bm] mother had me.
You bitch [E] I done had her.
My dick [Bm] gone gaggle.
Squeeze [Em] her in the grabber while I [Bm] creep on the jagger.
[Em] Yabba dabba doo.
It's the Mr.
[Bm] Flintstone.
20 [E] inch chrome.
[G] Aim straight and hit down.
Leave [Em] my clique alone.
Unless you want [Bm] your shit gone.
No chest, [Em] no brains, and no way to [Bm] get home.
You wanna [Em] be hard?
I'll fuse [Bm] your body up.
Five days [Em] in the dirt.
I'm sure [Bm] you're soft enough.
But I'm like [Em] yo.
And we [Bm] wanna know why these haters [Em] keep playin' with me.
[Bm] Oh yeah.
[Em] Hey.
And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk bout [Bm] me. _
[Em] And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] haters keep playin' with me.
[Bm] Oh no.
[Em] Listen.
And we [Bm] wanna know why these [Em] fuckers they talk [Bm] bout me. _
[Em] _ [Bm] What I'm talking [Em] about.
[Bm] This is OG.
[Em] And Fidero [Bm] on the beat.
Y'all hear me?
[Em] _ [Bm] Y'all gonna hear it from me in a little [Em] bit.
[Bm] Uh.
[Em] Y'all ready for this?
[Bm] I'm gonna do a little freestyle.
[C] All everyone [Bm] here watching me.
[Em] Y'all hear me?
_ [Bm] Uh.
[Em] Listen.
No doubt.
[D] OG on the cut.
[G] Coming through the hood with my niggas in the cut.
[D] Anyway I'm from the [Bm] school of the fools and the nuts.
[Em] I'ma tell you right now [G] we grind ball and never stop.
Them bitches show me love [Dm] with some hugs and kisses.
[G] Maybe cause the wheels on my ride is 20 inches.
Maybe [D] cause I dub them some hard-boiled [Em] lyrics.
Or maybe cause my name [Bm] is at the top of their wishes.
[E] Cause I come a long way.
And I'm here to stay.
[Em] That dope house.
Cause [G] till I die in my family.
[Am] School stones.
Supers.
[E] They got microphones.
We [Em] push them creepers and crawlers.
Hard as hard hard.
[A] Throw this I call [D] it.
Bold as Dillis.
And [G] if you're ready to go to war.
We got some throw [Gm] this Dillis.