Xxl Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[F#]I got 20 on my b[Cm]eat
Every[G]body know

[Verse 2]
my name
ringin' bell[C]s
Ringin' bells like the [Cm]hallway (uh- huh)
I [C]ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out
broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a nigga in half [G]like a
[C]Kit- Kat (uh- huh)
I been tryna be positive,
mama (uh- huh)
They ain't [G]fuckin' wit' Jonathan,
mama (nope)
Who you know put [C]they
mothafuckin' self on the map
And now [F#]they don't
owe nobody [C]shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas,
come take you off
You get [Cm]laid on the floor
by a jit (ha)
Got pulled [C]over with [G]fifty- five [C]K
in my pocket (woo)
The po[F#]lice,
they know I'm le[Cm]git (woo, woo)
The [C]po lice, they know [F#]I got sti[G]cks
They be [F#]worried about me, they
know I'm a clique
These niggas, [C]they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried [F#]about him, I
know he a [Cm]bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come
[G]play with me
I'ma send him to go ask
[C]2Pac for a pic, bitch
They [G]say I'm the [C]hottest new nigga
Go [B]check the ther[C]mometer,
[G]that nigga [Cm]sick [C](hot)
Nigga must [G]have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland
or somethin' (uh- huh)
Let me give you a history [E]lesson
We [G]moved back to Charlotte,
[Cm]1999[C] (Ok[Cm]ay)
I ain't sayin that none of that
matter
'Cause if somebody touch
me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Why he [C]talkin' [G]so calm
when he say that? (huh?)
How he [C]make 'em re[Cm]wind and re
[G]play that? [Cm](yeah)
Who you [G]know get a [Em]fade once a
[B]week and they [G]tryna get [Cm]waves?
Fuck [G]a mothafuckin' wave-
[D]cap (uh- huh)
Every [G]time that the [C]DJ [B]play "Suge"
Niggas throw up they [G]arms like a [Cm]mothafuck
in' racetrack (let's go)
[C]Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy",
I love when [Cm]she say [C]that (mwah)
[G]Every time I hit [C]one of my moves
All the bitches go [G]crazy,
they like [C]how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head,
if I don't let off first
I'ma di[G]ve to the side when I shoot back
[F#]Yeah, I'm comi[G]n' like Blade
in this [B]bitch (ah)
Fuck [G]around, and walked out
[C]in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with
the greats (uh- huh)
Wanna [Cm]fuck with me, she gotta
[C]wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me,
me and the kids
There's [B]four of us,
[G]we on the sea eatin' [Cm]steak [C](yep)
I won't [G]go back and forth with a shrimp
You [F#]goin out sad 'bout a
[G]hoe, I'm [F#]a pimp (ha)
He keep [G]bumpin' his
[C]motherfuckin' gums
We gon [G]put his ass up like a
mothafuckin' blimp [C](bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes,
that's gon' get him exposed
[G]He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
You know he got that [C]thang on him, baby
Quit [G]askin' him [Ab]why that boy walk
[G]with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
I don't [C]care bout [G]this mothafuck
[F#]in' chain [Cm](uh- huh)
But I'll [G]still bust your mothafuckin' brain
[F#](uh- huh)
Just got [G]head on a mothafuckin' plane
(no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap,
I'm the [C]truth (ha)
End up fuckin' this [G]hoe from the back
I knew her for a day, she on [Cm]go, she [G]the swoop (yeah,
yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these [E]niggas ain't [Ab]livin' like [F#]that
Why he talk[G]in' so gangsta? Your bro,
he a fluke (fluke,[F#]fluke)
[G]They know Baby gon' blow,
he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow,
he [C]the bomb (boom)
They know Baby was just in Miam[G]i
Now he in [B]L.A., nigga think
[Cm]he LeBron [G](ha)
They know Baby go baby on
[Cm]baby (Uh- huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was
[C]John (keep goin')
I touch [G]down at the front of the [B]plane
And the driver come pick up my [G]Louis
Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around,
I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat
with the iron (bitch)

[Verse 3]
[G]And I'm done with this shit, [Cm]man
I'm one of the be[G]st mothafuckin' rappers,
man (I'm fuckin' done with [C]this shit, man)
[Cm]You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep,
[C]you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout [G]this
I'm done with this one,
[B]I'm the [G]best [Cm]mothafuckin' rapper, man
[G]Quit playin' with Baby,
man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft,
that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
[Cm]And I'm not gonna keep sayin' [C]this shit,
[G](yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
[Cm]Uh[C][G]
And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat,
but [C]this nigga can't engin[G]eer for shit
I'm 'bout to make this nigga [Cm]just start
makin' [G]beats and quit engineering
Aight, cut that shit off