Okay okay Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Dm]Lowe[Am]r the music, keep the mic up
Turn the mic [F]up
[Am]Yeah [Dm]uhh, Coca
Okay, okay [Am]okay
[F]E Philly I see you nigga
[Am]Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
This is on my [Dm]boy Georges,
Tricky's is sellin [Am]boulevard
(Tricky boo) My niggaz with buck
fifties and bullet [F]scars
Gangster bitches that ain't
afraid to kill a [Am]broad
You witness the realest nigga
to spit this [Dm]hard
Yeah! Look at my clothes
[Am]Look at these diamonds,
look how [F]I pose
Man, take a look at my hoes
[Am]Brazilians, Sicilians,
got millions of [Dm]those (AOWW!)
Yeah, who's harder than Crack?
Have [Am]the awe to play martyr
then I father you back
Bein [F]burst you didn't earth you
make you part of the mack
Then [Am]I ask the whole block
who got a problem with that
You feel [Dm]me? No joke,
no [Am]gimmicks [F](gimmicks)
Cold blooded, when it's drama ain't
tryin to hear [Am]it (nope)
That body fresh, you can still see the spirit
'Til my [Dm]last breath,
I'm a rap 'til the death
[Am]Whether with wax or sellin
cracks on my steps
[F]Great with the knives,
much better with the Tecs
Be[Am]lieve me, it's easy,
I'll leave you a mess
I'm [Dm]like yeahhhhhhhh,
okay, [Am]okay okay
Okay okay, okay
I'm [F]like yeahhhhhhhh,
okay, [Am]okay okay
Okay okay, okay

[Verse 3]
[Dm]Yo, 300 brolic yeah
I'm sendin them niggaz
Youse [Am]a hot pink skinny jean feminine nigga
I [F]balls 'til I falls then I get back up
And [Am]my arms like a gift the
way the shit racked up
My [Dm]am bition to get it - the
Bronx still burnin
And them [Am]trees stay greener than
them eyes on Erick Sermon
[F]I'm swervin, observin,
fake niggaz I'm learnin
[Am]Him and they gangsters,
leave your brains on the curb [Dm]and
I'm servin, any nigga that want it
[Am]I'm not [A]a role [Am]model; how
could I be? I'm blunted
[F]Joe so cool wearin stunners in the night
[Am]Suede in the rain,
walkin mud in my whites
[Dm]Dominican bitch, you can find me in the
[Am]Heights
Maserrati Ducati about a hundred bikes
[F]Real shit, that's the story of my life
[Am]Look at me wrong? I thought gettin money was

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 4]
[Am]Okay, [Dm]haha[Am]ha
We live the lyrics man
[F]We really run these streets man
Pop [Am]your shit off you get too close nigga
[Dm]Yeah, ain't nobody
seein the Squad
[Am]The hardest niggaz
Realest niggaz in this whole shit [F]man
I don't wanna hear about you
niggaz did [Am]time
Them niggaz who's hard
- you faggot[Dm]s!
I'm talkin to every rap[Am]per
Nobody lived my life nigga
[F]It's Coca, Joe Crack the Don
Want [Am]the crown? Come
get it nigga

[Outro 1]
BX WHATTUP!
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