F You Too chords and lyrics - FABOLOUS

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[Verse 1]
[D]Yeah, Desert Storm niggaz, Cain
Ghetto, I got these [A]niggaz man
[D]Clue, I'm the first line
of de[G]fense
[D](Yeah)
And I'ma show 'em what that means

[Verse 2]
I know these niggaz hoped [D]I wouldn't make it,
fuck you
Your hatred only made me
wanna cake ya, fuck you
[A]Wherever I see you[D] nigga
I'ma [G]buck you
And put a hole [D]in your chest that's big
enough to drive a truck through

[Verse 3]
I bring [D]the drama back where you lives,
flatter your wiz
Reload and then point the Mag at your [A]kids
[D]So what [G]I sound re[D]morse,
the [G]re cords I still peep guns [D]on me
But the difference now is only Deserts

[Verse 4]
If I talk [D]it's gonna be reckless,
I'm ready to die
So when I apply pressure,
niggaz [A]gon' respect it
Tote guns [D]to rob niggaz, I told
[G]'em to use
And leave [D]enemies of friends that
like broken and bruised

[Verse 5]
They ain't [D]crazy,
[G]they just broke and con[D]fused, cross me
And they'll be talks of how they found
the man [A]smoked on the news
[D]I'ma career crook they used a mug
[G]shot from my gradu[D]ation picture
And my junior high school yearbook

[Verse 6]
Paul [D]Cain never appear shook
Yeah, I might talk to my
enemies but never [A]police
[D]You wanna converse it better be [G]brief,
you ain't gotta say [D]much
Show me the money and the
cheddar'll speak

[Verse 7]
If it ain't [D]involvin' bread,
I ain't with it
I don't need D's on me,
I'm already [A]dodgin' Feds
When the shots [D]from
the revolver [G]spread
Duck, I don't discrim[D]inate,
leave CEO's and artists dead

[Verse 8]
Make slugs [G]a part of [D]his head
Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel,
scarlet [A]red
[D]Fuck you I'm tryna get my cas[G]h right
[D]All my niggaz flip birds and blast pipes,
addicted to the fast life

[Verse 9]
Live [D]everyday like my last night, [Bm]od'in or X
[D]When I got signed like Len Bias on [A]draft
[D]night [G](Yeah)
Niggaz, Street [D]Dreams (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 10]
I see ya faggot [D]ass schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen,
fuck you
[A]No you hate the [D]way I'm street dreamin',
fuck you
[G]That's why I'm ridin', cla[C#]ppin',
wit [D]the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you

[Verse 11]
When I pulled [D]the 5 out, I kinda [Bm]expected
For [D]the back stabbers, to be standin' behind me,
[A]wit they knives out
[D]Then the Range, wit the [G]fins drove in
I wasn't [D]shocked to see my foes,
dressed in friends clothin'

[Verse 12]
But I [D]still pull through [G]the [D]sty,
wit handguns
As big as the one,
Robocop pulled from his [A]thigh
You prolly heard [D]about the bullets
I [G]buy and how it look like
I'm [D]throwin' [C#]batter[D] ies,
when the bullets shoot by

[Verse 13]
So what, you [D]wear a vest,
why would [Bm]I care
If [D]I aim for ya chest, that be a good [A]idea
[D]Nigga, it's nothing to clap
ya but [G]I'm more [D]worried
Bout the groupie cops,
who wanna put they cuffs on a rapper

[Verse 14]
That's why I'm [D]limpin' off
wit a [Bm]freak and a lawyer
Who [D]woulda got O.J. Simpson off in a [A]week
[D]I could show you how to blow
up on ya [G]own in a Benz
That hit [D]a buck and make the
windows go up on they own

[Verse 15]
Wit a stash [D]box compartment
for a handgun
That make holes the size of peep holes,
on apart[A]ment doors
My [D]closet look like department
[G]stores and you wonder [D]why
Ya girl's [C#]comin' [D]home,
wit a cigar sip for

[Verse 16]
'Cause I just [D]dump the light Dutch,
mash [Bm]the guts
You [D]won't believe how much ass I touch
[A]Who else [D]struts pass the sluts,
and a [G]chain wit so much
[D]Ash and cuts,
[C#]that it [D]hangs much pass the nuts

[Verse 17]
That's why I get [D]followed by
broads wit [Bm]deeper throat[D]s
Then the people at the circus,
that be swallow[A]in' sword[D]s
Y'all hopin' that the Don fall off
[G]but my money's long enough
To [D]keep shootin' ya bank until,
ya arms fall off

[Verse 18]
I'm eatin', [D]and I ain't have to
use someone's [Bm]utensils
And [D]when you clean as me,
you know that every bum is against you
But please don't let someone
convince you to [G]test the kid
[D]And get hit wit slugs as long,
as a No. 2 Pencil, fucka

[Verse 19]
I see ya faggot [D]ass schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen,
fuck you
[A]No you [D]hate the way I'm street dreamin',
fuck you
[G]That's why I'm[D] ridin', cla[C#]ppin',
wit the [D].40 Cal screamin', fuck you

[Verse 20]
I see ya faggot [D]ass schemin', fuck [Bm]you
[D]Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen,
fuck you
[A]No you [D]hate the way I'm street dreamin',
fuck you
[G]That's why I'm rid[D]in', cla[C#]ppin', wit the[D] .40 Cal screamin',

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