Dyin' 4 Rap chords and lyrics - FREDRO STARR

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[Verse 1]
[Am][Fredro Starr]
The game is fucked up,
ya niggas got me tired of rap
Right now I'm not inspired by rap
Ya niggas ain't Dyin 4 Rap,
talkin bout iron for clap
Ya niggas never fired a gat
Never took it the streets,
and supplied it wit packs
I had feds in my house, trynna wire my cat
In the wall, little cameras hidin in cracks
Niggas talk about drug
money, what cats you flip
On the trains tellin bitches that
you crashed ya whip
You never seen cop killers wit
the plastic grips
Turn beef to some funky
closed casket shit
Blast a fifth, 16 shots,
niggas ran 16 blocks
16 niggas drop,
ya niggas never seein the plot
Never put greens on top,
never put fiends on lock
My elite niggas scream on cops,
hustle dope
Roll up, puff up smoke, parolin decode
Standin on them corners
wit them guns in they coats
Had them same little
muthafuckas under ya bed
Gun to ya head, wake up, wanted ya dead
End of the night, take ya light,
I'm gettin ya back
I'm twistin you back,
'cause what ya niggas spittin on tracks'll
Get you 16 or 8, gun cap, leave
it at that
'cause ya niggas ain't
Dyin 4 Rap

[Verse 2]
[Chorus 2X] [Am]See, I'm what defines
the streets
The one that bitches dyin to meet
The one ya thugs tryin to be
Since I started,
I can't count how many sound like me
But can't none of ya niggas
get down like me
Can't none of ya niggas
get down like me
Can't none of ya niggas get
down like me
[Fredro Starr] Fuck this rap shit,
fuck the rhyme of the year

[Verse 3]
I'm about [Am]to
get away wit
the crime of the year
Bought a black dress that's
for ya momma to wear
Got bitch niggas run when
the drama appear
Streets ain't safe, six shots,
tear ya [D]face
[Am]Fuck the jake, get caught,
clear the case
My upstate niggas rock razor scars
Mess hall, smack niggas
for they razor bars
Got bitch niggas can't
even play in the yard
Kiddin ya self, on ya knees, pray to God
Times is hard,
ya don't know what that is
Growin up, forced to live wit foster kids
Back in '89 son, we couldn't
cross the bridge
Them niggas might off the six,
take off ya wig
What you know about L.A., flossin wit Big
Five hundred drop, sunset,
gun in my sock
What you know about New York,
runnin wit Pac
First niggas at The Source Awards,
bustin on shots
Flossin the watch,
only get you robbed or popped
Puttin the box, murder
right in front of the cops
Nigga, we put the Def
in Jam, takin you back
'95, two million throwin they gats
'96, sellin guns and starp, Firestarr
Ya bitch muthafuckaz ain't
Dyin 4 Rap

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[Chorus 2X]
[Am][Am]