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Acordes de Give Up the Goods
Mobb Deep
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Verse 1
G

Word up? You

know what I'm saying

So I been telling this niggas mayne

Shit ain't a game mayne
F#m

Let the niggas know mayne

You know what I'm saying

Shit definitely real
G
F#m

Yeah
Verse 2

Aiyo, Queens get the money,

long time no cash
G

I'm caught up in the hustle

when the guns go blast
F#m

The fool retaliated so

I had to think fast
G

Pull out my heat first,

he pull out his heat last
F#m

Now, who the fuck you think
G

is living to this day?

I'm tryna tell these young niggas
Bm

crime don't pay
F#m

They looked at me and said,

"Queens niggas don't play
G

Do your thing, I'll do mine,

kid, stay outta my way"
Verse 3
F#m

It's type hard tryna survive

in New York state
G

But can't stop 'til I'm eating

off a platinum plate
F#m

Po- po comes around

and tries to relocate me
G

Lock me up forever,

but they can't deflate me
F#m

'Cause having cash is highly addictive
G

Especially when you're used

to have no money to live with
F#m

I pause, step back,

look at my life as a whole
G

Ain't no love,

it seems the devil done stole my soul
Verse 4
F#m

I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's

not helping ya
G
Bm

I'm tryna get this Lexus up, plus a cellular
F#m

Yo, Big Noyd! (What up,

cousin?) I can't cope
G

With all these crab niggas tryna

shorten my rope
Verse 5
F#m

Yo, it's the R- A- double-
G

P- E- R N- O- Y- D

Niggas can't fuck with me!
F#m

Coming straight outta

QB, pushing the Infiniti
G

You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally?
F#m

Def initely, to the death of me,

come and test me
G

Trust me, nigga can't touch
Bm

me if he snuffed me
F#m

So bust me, you're gonna have to,

'cause I'ma blast you
G

My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
Verse 6
F#m

I'm born with it,

I'm getting on with it
G

And I'ma have it 'til I'm fucking

dead and gone with it
F#m

'Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore,
G

a lyrical destructor

Don't make me buck ya, 'cause
F#m

I'm a wild motherfucker

You know I flow,
G

you know my steelo

Even pack my gat when
F#m

I go to see my P.O

Jump out my hooptie, pass

my gat and my lucci
G

To my shorty,

in case my P.O. try to troop me
Verse 7
F#m

To the Island, and if I start wilding
G

Flipping on niggas walking around

with the nice gold medallions
F#m

But she didn't violate me,

so I escaped, see
G

Back to Queens, pumping the fiends,

making more cream
F#m

Know what I mean? I'm

a natural- born hustler
G

Won't try to cut ya, pull out my

.44 and bust ya
Verse 8
F#m

Yo, ain't no time for faking

jacks

'Cause brothers that fake jacks
G

get laid on their backs
Bm

The streets is real,
F#m

can't roll without steel

I feel how I feel 'cause I
G

was born to kill
F#m

Do what I gotta to eat a decent meal,

brothers is starving

Don't try to find a job, son,
G

it's all about robbing

So don't be alarmed when
F#m

we come through

We supposed to, if you opposed to,
G

get your face blown, dude
Verse 9
F#m

Off the map, 'cause I re act,

attack

A brother wasn't blessed with wealth,
G

so I act like that

Drug dealing,
F#m

only mess with shorties that's appealing

I'm fronting on the world once I
G

start 4- wheeling
F#m

'Cause back on the 41st Side,

we do it right
G

Sipping E&J, getting bent all night

Yo, who that? I never seen
F#m

him in my whole life

Step to his business
G

'cause it's only right
Verse 10
F#m

Po- po ain't around so I

grab my pound
G

Money retaliated, so I hit the ground

My life is on the line,
F#m

gotta hold my projects down

Can't see myself getting
G

bodied by a clown

Ass nigga that ain't even from my town
F#m

Hit him up in the chest,
G

now he's laying man down
F#m

Jetted up from under the benches,

I started hearing sirens

I stopped firing,
G

to cut ass like a diamond
Verse 11
F#m

Jetted to the crib piece, what a relief

Stashed the heat then
G

proceeded to peep
F#m

Out the window, call my son,

"Yo, son, we got beef"
G

But no question, money had a problem,

so I solved him
Verse 12
F#m

I got my mind on a stick- up, now

it's time to get paid
G

Thinking of ways to take loot

already made
F#m

There's crime in the air,

ain't no time to be afraid
G

Give me yours or get laid
F#m
G
Bm

Give up the goods or get sprayed
G
I got
Verse 13
F#m

lots of love, for my crew that is
G

No love for them other crews and rival kids
F#m

All them out- of- town niggas

know what time it is
G

And if they don't,

they need to buy a watch, word up

Caught up in the crossfire,
G

get theyself hurt up

While I be sipping gin straight

in a plastic cup

On a park bench on 12th Street,

my whole crew's famous

You tried to bust your gat and keep it real,
Verse 14

but you nameless

First of all, slow down,

you on the wrong route

Let me put you on your feet and show

you what's it all about

The street life ain't nothing to play with,

no jokes, no games, kid

For years, I been doing the same shit

Just, drinking liquor, doing bids

Extorting crack heads,

and sticking up the stick- up kids

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