Whutcha Want (Radio Version) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I gets [F]banned if I do, gets [C]banned if I don't
So [F]sometimes I will and [C]sometimes I won't
[F](sometimes I won't)
Puff mad stick, crack [C]a forty down the back
Sit [F]fat and relax and plan my
[C]attack(my attack)
[F]Not the one to test, I pos[C]sess mad finesse
My [F]buddha was blessed,
one [C]bird in the nest
[F]Chills with my peeps,
steady [C]bouncing in Jeeps
On [F]the New York street,
hittin' [C]urban concrete (hittin' urban concrete)
I'm [F]the man, [C]untestable
With the extrater[F]restrial
flow [C](flow)
Four Fifty Six Cee- [F]Lo,
pop the top on [C]the forty ounce bottle
[F]I'm not the one to follow,
[C]I'm not the role model
[F]Hollow tips in my clips,
[C]money grip and my [F]Glock
Only spits when I re[C]act to the bullshit
[F]So give me room to [C]breathe
and get up off deez
And [F]save the [C]confessions for Je[F]sus
Plus I don't [C]need to hear no sorrow
[F]F it, the sun will still c[C]ome out tomorrow
[F]Long as I'm breathing, needing,
[C]even like [F]Steven
Achieving, [C]gettin' some
cheese and
[F]Representin' lovely,
[C]Boogie Down Bronx ma[F]jor
With the project [C]flavor,
I made ya, [F]daze ya
My behavi[C]or is mad ill if [F]you front

[Verse 2]
You know what I want
[F](What you want,
Nine?) Fat [C]beats for my rhymes
(What you [F]want,
Nine?) Mad [C]clips for my nines
(What you [F]want,
Nine?) An [C]ill pos[F]se
And my name up in lights, N- [C]I- N- E

[Verse 3]
[F]I'ma let you know how I [C]feel on the real
I pack [F]steel, it's like a jungle,
makes [C]me wonder where my heel
Hits [F]the bricks, skips the dog shit,
[C]completin' my cipher
[F]Temper like Rowdy Roddy [C]Piper,
hyper like [F]a viper
I'ma strike [C]if I gotta,
goin' for [F]the jugular
Stretch you like [C]a copper
Stoppa, [F]stoppa, but you can't stop [C]me
Just clock [F]me,
just watch me [C]blow up the spot, G
[F]Came a long way from [C]back in the day
We did [F]it for no pay, just [C]rhymin',
hit the hay and
[F]Sleep, wake up, [C]write another rhyme
Hit [F]the park after dark,
drop the beat one time
That's when shit was [C]real,
no phonies no bo[F]logna
Just a homie, [C]mics and wheels of steel
[F]Backup from the roof,
amp [C]plugged in the street light
[F]Everything right, jam [C]over, street fight
[F]Back to the lab, I grab [C]my pen and pad
Raw [F]lyrics make a sore and a [C]scab
Had no [F]dinero, enough get [C]fo'
chicken wings and [F]rice
A forty ounce, a nickel [C]bag to get nice
[F]Now I might make a mil[C]lion,
and still, son
[F]It makes the heart pump,

[Verse 4]
you know what I want
[F](What you want,
Nine?) Fat [C]beats for my rhymes
(What you [F]want,
Nine?) Mad [C]clips for my nines
(What you [F]want, [C]Nine?) An ill posse
And my [F]name up in lights,
N- [C]I- N- E

[Interlude 1]
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[G]Be like

[Verse 5]
[F]Elmer J. Fudd with
the mansion and [C]the yacht
[F]Brand new Glock non- stop hip- hop
Remote control [C]boombox
lampin' on my dresser
[F]The God ain't no lesser as the
[C]pressure comes to test ya
[F]Hundred- pound weight
around [C]the neck daily
Nuff [F]treasons,
nuff reas[C]ons like Philip Bailey
[F]Can't get enough of that
[C]funky stuff
Rhymin' [F]astronomical,
origin[C]al, shit is phenomenal
[F]Heat up the ghetto,
put [C]the pedal to the metal
Speed [F]like Racer,
treat you like a whack [C]rhyme and erase ya
[F]Right off the paper, roll [C]a big fat spliff
Four- [F]fifth on the [C]hip,
Heineken in the grip, shit, [F]I'm ready
Get the keys for [C]the Jeep, let's bounce
Cruise [F]avenues,
get some [C]brews and sing the blues [F]with the
Funkmas[C]ter Flex cassette in the deck
I'm in effect, I move my neck
while son gets [F]wreck
Oh, what a feeling,
[C]I'm on the wheels of steel and
[F]I snatch up some skins for [C]some sexual
heal[F]ing
[C]Erything's kosher, copacetic, groovy,
hip- [F]hop moves me
Soothes me,
[C]I'm letting off like [F]an Uzi
The first steps [C]a doozy, you bruised me
[F]Now I'm choosy before I [C]start
to freak it like [F]a floozy
I wanna get [C]big, get paid, true [F]stunt
You know what [C]I want

[Verse 6]
(What you [F]want,
Nine?) Fat [C]beats for my rhymes
(What you [F]want,
Nine?) Mad [C]clips for my nines
(What you [F]want, Nine?) An [C]ill posse
And [F]my name up in lights, N- [C]I- N- E

[Outro 1]
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