30 chords and lyrics - AITCH

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Ridi[Fm]n' 'round with like thirty racks
This ain't [Em]dirty cash[Fm]
in the whip (whip)
T- t- thirty cash, it's legit
[Fm]Got thirty racks on my wrist
Want a [Fm]verse from man?
Want a discount?
That's like thirty

[Verse 2]
[Fm]Yo, jump in the 4.5 and fill it up
Pull up, hop out and bill it up
[Bm]Boy try test[Fm] but the prick
weren't big enough
Man won't dip him, I'll dig him [Bm]up
Man throw [Fm]shade cah
he just ain't sick as us
Man won't diss him, I'll big him [Bm]up
[Fm]All the hate in the air is killi[Db]n' us
[Fm]Pissed cah they can't get rid [Bm]of us
Two twin- [Fm]pipes at the rear of the whip
Hear it when I'm [Em]steerin' the bitch
[Bm]Four shots down,
gone [Fm]'til next year and in a [Bm]bit
Them [Fm]man can't come near
to the [Bm]kid
Oi, listen [Fm]up , hear what it is
It's a myth, I ain't hearin' your shit
Jump on a [Bm]jet 'cause my head
needs [Fm]clearin' a bit
No work, I'm here for the trip
Somethin' smelly in the Virgil pouch
Fuck the fed, it's a personal ounce
Too much [Bm]loud,
hear you tellin' me to [Fm]turn it down
When [Bm]your gal wan' [Fm]turn it 'round
[Bm]Oh, you're hurtin' now[Fm]
'Cause your bridge with
your bitch is burning down
[Bm]I come skrrr[Fm]tin' 'round
With a big bag of L's,
let me serve [Bm]'em out
[Fm]Ridin' 'round with like

[Verse 3]
thirty racks
This ain't dirty [Bm]cash in the whip
[Fm]Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks
This ain't dirty cash, it's le[Bm]git
Paid [Fm]the price, ain't no turnin' back
I've got thirty rack[Bm]s on my wrist
Want a [Fm]verse from [Bm]man?
Want a discoun[Fm]t?
That's like thirty racks
'cause I'm lit (lit)

[Verse 4]
Rip it to [Fm]bits
Listen, I'm sick of the [Bm]shit
Whip out the [Fm]clip of the stick
If I [Bm]fill it with [Fm]lyrics,
I'm splittin' your [Bm]wig
Wicked and big in the [Fm]bitch
Trippin' if you think you're
spinnin' the kid
[Bm]Got all of your miss[Fm]uses lickin' their lips
Just look at the flick of the wrist
[Bm]Truth be told, I'm throu[Fm]gh with hoes
No more movin' loose
when it's cooch in[Bm]volved
Got no time to [Fm]lose, bill a zute and roll
Step out the black coupe with a cutie doll
New you, but the news is old
I step through on froze, super cold
Three, [Bm]two, one,
pick quick[Fm], move and go
Fuck big drip, bro, I'm super soaked
Stay lit but remain composed
Got my business right and
my mind in place
[Bm]Made all my moves and
[Fm]stayed in my zone
Now tell me,

[Verse 5]
who's got the shine like Aitch?
[Bm]My cards got dealt[Fm] and
I played 'em right
I was barrin' day 'til night
[Bm]Puttin' in work with the [Fm]cake in mind
If I [Db]didn't have [Fm]none,
I'd be makin' [Bm]time
[Fm]Ridin' 'round with like

[Verse 6]
thirty racks
This ain't dirty cash [Bm]in the whip
[Fm]Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks
This ain't dirty cash, it's le[Bm]git
Paid [Fm]the price, ain't no turnin' back
I've got thirty [Bm]racks on my wrist
Want a [Fm]verse from [Bm]man? Want a
discoun[Fm]t?
That's like thirty racks
'cause I'm [Fm]lit ([Bm]lit)

[Outro 1]
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