Chords for The Notorious B.I.G. - Mo Money Mo Problems (Official Music Video) [4K]

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_ _ _ _ _ Hello, welcome to the Bad Boy World Champion PGA Tour.
I'm your host for the day, Mace Gumbel.
With this last birdie right here, Puffy Woods, winning champion from the three-time champion,
Fuzzy Bad Feet.
Silence, audience.
I think his [G] pants are a little too tight and he really has to wedge it.
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_ [D] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ Music, stop him.
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_ Now, who's hot, who's [F#] not?
Tell me who [E] rock, who's sellin' in [A] the stores?
You tell me who flop, who pop the boot drop?
Who jewels drop, drop?
Who mochi [C#m]-dochi down [D#] to the crew flop?
[C#] The same old pimp, [E] Mace, you know ain't nothin' changed but my [A] limp.
Can't stop, [C#m] saw I see my name on the [A] blimp.
[C#m] Guaranteed be a self-full of love, a love.
You don't believe I'm on the world, nigga, double [C#] up.
We don't play around, it's a [A] bet, lay it down.
Niggas didn't know me in 91, bet they know me now.
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the [G#m] goldie [C#m] sound.
Can't hold head V, niggas hold me [C#] down.
Scoot up, scoot me [F#] through the game, now I know my [A] duty.
Stay humble, [C#] stay low, blow like [A] Woody.
True pimp, nigga, spin the dough on the [C#m] booty.
This is Hell, nigga, Mace, dead, go, you [C#] can sleep. _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ We're here with the winner.
He has just won the Bad Boy World Tournament.
[Bm] How do you feel about winning this [D] PGA Tournament?
Aw, man, I was [E] having some trouble on the 17th hole.
[N] _ But my man B.I. from up above came down,
talked to me, told me to cool off, and I did it.
I did it for B.I.
I guess this means [B] more money, more problems for you.
Yeah, I [B] guess so.
More money, more problems.
It's just the way it is.
Hey, we're coming back to you, [G#m] Billy.
I'm the B.I., A [C#m].T.B.B.Y.
I know you wanna [F#] see me die, then see me [G#m] fly.
I call all [A] the shots, work all the spots.
Rock all the rocks, cop all the drops.
[G#m] I know you thinking now we [C#m] know all the balls will stop.
Nigga, [F#m] never hung, gotta call me [F#] on the dock.
Ten years [A] from now, we'll still be [C#m] on top.
Yo, I thought [A] I told you that we won't [G#m] stop.
Now, we keep on giving what [C#m] it's worth.
I got money [C#] much longer than yours.
And a team much stronger than [A] yours.
Violate me, this'll be your day.
We don't play, mess around, be D.O..A. Be [E] on your way, because it [D#] ain't enough time here. [C#m] Ain't enough [F#] time here for you to shine here. Deal with [A] many enemies, but the truth's down [C#m] fair. And I'm bigger than the city lights [G#m] down in Times Square. [E] Yeah, yeah, yeah. _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] I'm the B [A].I., A.T.B.Y. [G#m] _ _ [A] _ I know you wanna see [G#m] me die, then see me fly. [C#m] I _ [G#] _ _ _ [F#] know you [A] thinking now we know all the balls will [B] stop. [N] Now, we keep on giving what it's worth. That's real, yo. I ain't exaggerating at all, man. The more money you make, the more problems you get. And jealousy and envy [G] is just something that comes with the territory, man. A lot of people, it's [D#] just negative energy, like [C#m] my man Puff say. C-I-G-P [C#]-O-P-P-E-T-E. No info for [A] the DEA. Federal agents, man, cause a flagrant tax theft. And a phone on the basement. Fox News Supreme, [C#] stay clean. [C#m] Triple B, Miracle [G#m] Dream, I [A].P. that. Catch a seat [C#m] at all events, then. Gats in Houston, girl, on shoulder, playboy. I told ya, [F#] he reminds me. Who's too much, I [A] lose too much. Step on state, the girls do too much. I guess it's better if [B] I remain true to [C#m] my, we lose my touch. [C#] Never that. If I [C#m] did, ain't no problem. Make it [A] a gap, where the truth play it back. Throw your roses in the sky. Wave from side to side. And keep your hands [C#] high, while I give your girl a eye. Play [F#] it please, lyrically. Biggie C, [A] B-I-G-G, flossin'. Jig on the cover of Fortune, 500. [G#m] I put numbers in there, nobody know. I got [F#] the dough, got the flow down. P-Zac, [A] platinum plus, like Vizac. Dangerous, on Trizac. P [C#m]-U-S-T-Z-A-C. Oh, oh, oh, [C#m] oh. Oh, oh, oh, [G#] oh. _ [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ The more I'm from the city. _ [C#m] Oh, oh, oh, [F#] oh. _ [E] _ _ [A] The more I'm from the city. _ Oh, oh, oh, oh. The more I'm from the [G#m] city. [C#] Oh, _ _ _ _ [A] oh, _ _ oh, oh. The more I'm from the [G#m] city. Yeah. [C#] _ _ Oh, oh, oh, oh. [A] Oh, oh, oh, oh. [C#m] Somebody tell me. Oh, _ _ _ [G#] oh, oh, oh. [F#] Let [A] me play the role. _ [E] _ The more I'm from the [G#m] city. _ [C#m] _ Oh, [G#] oh, oh, oh. [F#] Let [A] me play the role. _ The more I'm from [G#m] the city. _ [C#m] Oh, [G#] oh, oh, oh. [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [D#] _ _
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