Bout Dat: accordi di
Huey

N/A

Tonalità: A minor

Intro 1
Bm Bm 
 
A A 
 
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Bm Bm 
 
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm

Verse 1
A A 
 
Kim Loxx run my
house,
F#m F#m 
 
take drugs in the   city
G G 
 
You're a time -out step -o,
Bm Bm 
 
throwin' strugglers with me
Bad bitches be in love with the killers
Mad niggas,
mad niggas wanna bust outta niggas
Ay, see that's why
A A 
 
Huey don't fuck with you niggas
Bm Bm 
 
F#m F#m 
 
Attitudes matter more,
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
had enough of you niggas
G G 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Look, this is the deal,
swear you real, but fake as hell
I take your gal out on the aisle
to make my mail
Notebook paper,
A A 
 
watch how my records sell
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Fuck  the needles,
cause I am off the record scale
Bm Bm 
 
So
S -T -L -A -K -A, hustle up
AK will spray to your face
if you fuckin' up
A A 
 
It's been shit, yeah, I'm bout that
Bm Bm 
 
What make it worse, nigga,
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
G G 
 
I know where your house at
Bm Bm 
 
I catch you chillin' on your couch,
cat -couch
Hook, knock your brains out,
then I'm out, jack, splat
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
It's all money, yeah, I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Blame me for 30, boy, I doubt that
Bm Bm 
 
F#m F#m 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Doin' it big, I'm bout  that
Runnin' my crib, I doubt that
It's about money, yeah,
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Money for dummy, I doubt that
Doin' it big, I'm bout that
Runnin' my crib, I doubt that
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Gangsta shit, all of my niggas live that
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Gangsta shit, all of my niggas did that
Bm Bm 
 
Spin that, spinnin' flats,
broke tools, killin' tracks
Enemies, where you at,
owe me money, give me that
None fiction, all facts,
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
we ain't bust a small gap
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Big time niggas with money,
none of them small stack
And fell off, but through it all,
we done crawled back
So green, white girl,
X bills, all that
A A 
 
Ex -cons over her, been to jail, came back
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Can   lock my birdie places,
never gonna change that
Bm Bm 
 
OGs   and train cats,
taught em how to aim at
Lame cats, the same cats,
leadin' all you gang cats
Niggas bleedin' from the brain,
A A 
 
cat, next to the train track
Bm Bm 
 
F#m F#m 
 
Bm Bm 
 
It's a shame, man,
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
G G 
 
niggas snitchin' where they ain't at
Bm Bm 
 
They're waste of shit,
you bout that, bout that
You ain't miss a bit,
I doubt that, doubt that
A A 
 
It's all money, yeah, I'm bout that,
Bm Bm 
 
I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Blame it for dummy, boy,
I doubt that, I doubt that
Bm Bm 
 
Doin' it  big, I'm bout that,
I'm bout that
Runnin' my crib, I doubt that, I doubt that
A A 
 
It's all money, yeah, I'm bout that,
Bm Bm 
 
I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
G G 
 
Plenty for gummi, I doubt that
Bm Bm 
 
Doin' it big, I'm bout that
Runnin' my crib, I doubt that
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Not to brag, but the loot rank number one
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
For   murderin', murderin', servin'
Bm Bm 
 
And I mean I'm too dumb
and dumber
Startin' shit this summer,
make moms wonder
Better yet,
miss somethin' when my guys come
A A 
 
Em Em 
 
I bet they won't miss nothin'
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Contract killers, so I bet they gon'
G G 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Hit somethin' with somethin' we
ain't never seen before
Gettin' somethin' while the cleanest
ain't cleanin' your clothes
Look nice in this life,
A A 
 
talkin' bout the industry
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Shit  get retarded if we
argue the enemy
Bm Bm 
 
Crime's what it's finna be,
crime, no sympathy
I love this life, this the time of the century
A A 
 
No mistakes made, bitch, nigga,
Bm Bm 
 
this was meant to be
F#m F#m 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Made  to be hated,
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
know that it isn't me
And that butt of my brother,
I'm bout that, bout that
In trouble, motherfucker,
I doubt that, doubt that
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
It's all money, yeah, I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Plenty for 30, boy, I doubt that
Bm Bm 
 
Too many people come bout that
Runnin' my crib, I doubt that
It's all money,
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
yeah, I'm bout that
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
Bm Bm 
 
G G 
 
Plenty for 30, boy, I doubt that
Bm Bm 
 
Too many people come bout that
Runnin' my crib,
A A 
 
Bm Bm 
 
G G 
 
Bm Bm 
 
I doubt that
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