Pain 1993 Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am](Yo,
[F]Pi'[Am]erre, yo, Pi'erre)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, ayy Niggas ain't
gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love [F]my crodie to death [Am](Codeine)
Hype Williams, Little X
If you don't say it dir[F]ect
Could give [Am]a fuck, ayy, [F]yeah, yeah
[Am]I put some

[Verse 3]
ice on her hand
I let her take an ad[F]vance
[Am]Shit wasn't goin' as planned
I put [F]that shit in the van
[Am]She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her [F]man
Give [Am]a fuck, ayy
I just put a Wagen [F]in the driveway,
[Am]you know I did
When I shoot my shot it's the Kawhi way,
it's goin' in
Me and lil' [Dm]Sicko sit[F]tin' sideways,
[Am]breakin' tens
Used to be an antisocial nigga,
now I'm makin' friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks
and it's a beachfront (okay)
If she's bringin' four friends
I know I'll hit at least one
(okay, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Got 'em all tannin' by the pool and
they greased up (okay)
Police in my city, man,
I keep they pockets greased up (okay)
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark
and peace the East up
Ain't nobody makin' too much
money off the beef stuff (okay)
But I beef a rapper 'cause I'm [F]never
with [Am]the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico
She know she got the sweet stuff [F](yeah, yeah, yeah, you
know)
Ayy (beep, beep, beep) [Am]Niggas ain't

[Verse 4]
gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept ('cept)
I put that top left (ayy)
I love my crodie to [F]death
[Am](Codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil' X (beep)
If you don't say it dir[F]ect (beep)
Could give [Am]a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah

[Verse 5]
Racks all in my jeans [F]and they Raf Simons
(racks in my [Am]jeans, okay)
Diamonds all in my teeth,
I called up the dentist, yeah (okay)
Got a Goyard bag, I [F]threw them racks in it (my racks,
[Am]yeah)
Every time I'm home,
you know I whip the Bentley (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just threw these pills [Dm]in my c[F]up, yeah,
yeah (just threw these [Am]pills, uh)
Shawty just pulled up [F]just to get
[Am]fucked (shawty just pulled up)
I only want top, [F]yeah,
for [Dm]sure [Am](only want top)
And I know I'm on top,
but I want more (okay)
Remember I used to sleep [Dm]on the fl[F]oor (With my,
[Am]oh yeah)
Now every day I rock Christian
Dior (okay, Yohji)
Now every day I gotta pour [Dm]me a fo[F]ur (lean,
[Am]lean, lean, lean)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (lean,
lean, lean, lean, okay)
I spent a hundred K last [F]night in New
[Am]York (yeah, yeah)
I spent a hundred K the next day,
I was bored (okay, okay, yeah)
That Lam' truck got numbers [F]on
the [Am]board (okay, get it)
Yeah, she keep textin' my phone, I'ma [F]ignore [Am](yeah,
yeah, [Dm]yeah, yeah)
[F]Yeah (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy (yeah) [Am]Niggas ain't

[Verse 6]
gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I [F]love my crodie to death
[Am](Codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don't say it dir[F]ect
Could give [Am]a fuck (okay),
[F]ayy, yeah, yeah[Am]

[Outro 1]
[F][Am][F]