What It'S Gonna Be Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]Listen to th[C]e track
[Am]bitch[Em]

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 2]
[Em]Burr burr burr

[Verse 3]
[Em]Im i[C]n the zone they keep[Am]
on [Em]gettin offended
But aint did nothing wrong but
[C]tightened up all my [Em]business
[C]And now[D] im making mil[C]lions,
every[G]body's social
They really too emo[Em]tiona[D]l i
dont have [C]time to [Em]hold them
[D]I wan[C]na be a bil[Am]lionaire, me [Em]too
So i can count a b cashing hundreds on you to
I get dirty money [C]bitches know
with [Em]ciroc on my rada
On the stage gettin it with
nicki ricky rozay and flo rida
I rock maris with the [C]money [Am]ball
[Em]like stoudemire omare
Hold the blunt with my left hand to
show my automall in paris
Look at all that ive ac[C]complished,
i just bought [G]me 3 ferraris
Spent five million in my company if
offended you not sorry... GUCCI

[Verse 4]
Chorus What it [C]gonna
be
What [Am]it aint gonna [Em]be
Too many chains on me
too many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me
Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze
[C]What it gonna be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here to
put their hands on me
Too many stacks on me too
many rights on me
Got some killa and some
gats and money
What it [C]gonna [Am]be
What it aint gonna [Em]be
Too many chains on me
too many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me
Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze
What it gonna [C]be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here to put
their hands on me
Too many stacks on [C]me too
many [G]rights on [C]me
Gotta die on [G]my life as
what its [C]gonna be be
Ima [Am]street magi[Em]cian and i

[Verse 5]
keep on
taking pretty girls to lenox
New mustang with 80 in it watch her
spend all 80 in [C]80 minutes
Sacks are full real true reli[G]gion i bought a car
so sharp it make you feel suspi[C]cious
See im too flamboyant they say its malnutrious im in a rare edition,
think im a mathematician
Dont nobody in here put [Am]their hands on [Em]me
too many stacks on me too many rights on me
Gotta die on my life as whats it gonna be
whatcha gonna do gucci aint gonna leave
[C]Still poppin bottles pouring liquor on
[Em]chicks no need to lie im such a freak
No need to hide you so unique
Imma try beat your back
out until you weep
Said [C]you ran outta money theres [Am]more [Em]for me heres
more for you cause you a whore for me
Dont be a hoe for free cause we can ball right
now we can do it 2, 3, 4 times a week
From [C]zone 6 down [G]to? i pull up in that
yellow thing i put rims on everything
Hoes think i gotta wedding ring

[Verse 6]
What it gonna [C]be
[Am]What it aint gonna be[Em]
Too many chains on me too
many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me

[Verse 7]
Tell my [Em]watch and my rocks not to freeze
What it gonna [C]be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here
to put their hands on me
Too many stacks on me too
many rights on me
Got some killa and some gats and money
What it gonna [C]be
[Am]What it aint gonna be[Em]
Too many chains on me
too many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me
Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze
What it gonna [C]be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here to put
their hands on me
Too many [C]stacks on me too
many [G]rights on me
Gotta die on my life as what
[C]its gonna be be
Come [Am]in to[Em] leave throwin money
high dont care where it reach
Spend 2 g's a week on haircuts like
4, 5, 6 sometimes a week
These [C]girls petrified they scared to speak
[G]Im in the new[C] gt with a georgia peach
[G]Gotta con[C]do right out on
the [Em]florida beach
I aint [D]hard to reach so nice to meet
[C]Every night we meet you
[Am]prolly fight with me
[Em]Say its fine with me to
spend the night with me
No rules everything alright with me
Now shake baby shake just right for me
Catch [C]ball players in magic city
[Em]Show them boys how
good my jumper is
Aint no niggas up in here,
makin all pros look like amateurs
[C]I just showed my a[Am]ss
[Em]last night i had a blast
My jewelery was so white haters
put theirs in the trash
[C]Pulled up in some fans [G]just to
make them [C]haters [G]mad
Rims with paper tag paper
bag [C]full of cash

[Verse 8]
What it gonna [C]be
[Am]What it aint gonna be[Em]
Too many chains on me
too many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me
Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze
[C]What it gonna be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here
to put their hands on me
Too many stacks on me too
many rights on me
Got some killa and some
gats and money
What it gonna [C]be
[Am]What it aint gonna be[Em]
Too many chains on me too
many rings on me
Baby dancin on me diamonds
dancing on me
Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze
What it gonna [C]be
What it aint gonna [G]be
Dont dare anybody here to put
their hands on me
Too many stacks on me too
many rights on me
Gotta [C]die on [G]my life as what its gonna [C]be
[Am]be[Em]

[Outro 1]
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