Don't Really Care Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Yes (get it boys)its ya boy [Em]chingy once
[Am]again (chingaling)
Represtentin' that [Em]STL, you know what I'm [Am]sayin',
[Em]trackstarz,
Got to address these is[Am]sues wit these ol fake ass niggas and [Em]bitches dirty
[Am]yo

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 2]
[Chorus: x2] I don't really care [Em]if
y'all niggas
hate [Am]me (go head)
Cause I'm out here hustlin'
[Em]gettin' mine [Am]baby,
I guess that's why I carry [Em]that [Am]380,
Hot shellz off the platta if
[Em]you ever play me
[Am]I'm the same

[Verse 3]
cat tho
[Em]some of y'all
Changed [Am]before
106 and park I was [Em]stuck
In the grane see these [Am]record labels and
Exits got me insane, mo money mo,now
Watch [Em]how my money grow, a[Am]nd all
These wack rappers I gorge
em [Em]real[C][Em]
[Am]Slow,yea I slung blow,[Em]hung on the
Fo, [Am]cocked 44's and
[Em]kicked down
[Am]Dooz, robbed [Em]liquor
stoze,threw my
[Am]Bowz, dealt wit cats who
put shit [Em]in they
[C]Noze, [Am]at the age 8 I
was ridin' [Em]in a
[Am]Rolls,bitches stay mad,
cause I ain't [Em]the
Dad,of they [Am]child, but bitch look herr that
1 and [Em]park [Am]wild

[Interlude 2]
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[Am][Chorus: x2] All I

[Verse 4]
do is listen to headphones and get
[C]On [Am]airplanes,one album made me rich I
Know it ain't [Em]a
ferr game(nuh uh) I [Am]ain't
Got no sperr change,me and my cats
Your thing (4's up) ya
twins get on ya
Knees tell me whats [Em]on your br[Am]ain,we
Hop in the range,wit them rims [Em]that
Move, I'm [Am]a mechanic
cause I keep them
Handy [Em]man [Am]toolz, hommie I
cant lose I
Choose to [Em]crush crews
[Am](crush em)come at
Me sideways [Em]get
[Am]yo,peanut bruised,all I
Ever wanted was a house
[Em]on t[C]he h[Am]ills,but
How I end up with 4[Em]cars, 4 brauds and 4
[Am]Mill[Em][Am][Em]
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[Am](tha[Em]t's right)
[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 5]
I gotta [Em]few friends, I gotta few
Ends, enough to buy that blue Benz wit
A lot of [Am]blue trim,yes some [Em]new
Rims, spreewellz do spin,
berry blue ginn
Mixed wit cherr coke [Am]hynn,I passed the
Dope [Em]men,the crack house just got
Broke [Am]in,us they provokin',
leave pistols
[Em]Smokin',
[Am]they choze me to play the game
Herr go [Em]my t[Am]oken,no bring
no [Em]men,come
To my show [Am]then,see don't
cha head be
Open [Em]from the lead I'm throw
[Am]in' you goin' die
From chock[Em]in' wit slow wind,
I'm [Am]doin' this
One herr, on [Em]the strength of yo [Am]sins,if ya
Talk shit, homie check dis
[Em]no w[Am]in,the
IRS gotta tab and I [Em]owe them,
[Am]my
Peeps,hand out to so now I got [Em]no
Friends, the [Am]streets tellin'
'em watch it and
[Em]I ain't jokin',
for my [Am]son to have a future
Thats what in [Em]hopin'[Am][Em][Am][Em][Am][Em][Am]
[Em][Am][Em]
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[Am]soo

[Outro 1]
[Chorus: x4]
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