Gotta Get Mine Chords by M.C. Breed

[Start]

[Chorus]
Eb D7      G7  C                       
■  I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                 D7                 
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                 G7  C7      
I gotta get mine get ■  yours
                                  C7                     
Ayo I'm smooth as I wanna be fuck with me you's a goner G


[Verse]
          C7                              
Fuck yeah and that's the way it's gonna be
                  C7                        
Puffin' up on the dank and drinking mad brew
G7                     C7                      
Taking names and after that I'm kickin' ass too
C7                
Breed time to flow
                   C7                                 
Hell yeah Pac I'll sit back straight up design it slow
                   G7         
They hate to see a young nigga
             C7                 
Another punk and have to get his
G7        D7               C7    
'cause uh I ain't takin no shorts
       C7                                           
Like a Newport fort exploitin' the floor like Jordan
C7                         
Explodin' on the hoop court
                             C7                        
And I don't wanna be I don't wanna be nothin' like Mike
                                      C          C7      
'cause even Mike was like it's a itsy bitsy what Triflin'
                D7                                   
And when you in the spotlight you get um jocked right
         C                C7 
But your knot's not tight huh
D7                                
Buckin' anybody who fuck wit' mine
G7                     C                           
When will they realize I'm straight out to get mine


[Chorus]
D7                     C                    D7             
■  You gotta get yours I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     G7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
            C             
I gotta get mine get yours
       G7                  C7          D7  
I keep my mind on my money money on my mind


[Verse]
G7                          C7             
Finger on the trigger nigga hand on my nine
                               D7            
Smokin' blunts of skunk making holes in punks
         G7               C                     
And only underground funk pumpin' outta my trunk
     G7                    D7             
Live the life of a hustler high 'til I die
G7                             C7               
Meeting bitches getting riches miss me with lies
        Eb7                        D7   
Picture me living out my life as a busta
           G7                     C                          
I'd rather pop out a shot from my Glock and blast mothafuckas
C7                                    
I live the thug life baby I'm hopeless
G7               C7                     
Chokin' off indo tryin' to keep my focus
                        D7      
Don't let that bullshit worry me
     G7                       C7                    
Fuck the fame I'm true to the game 'til they bury me
                    D7          
God gave me game so I'm hustlin'
         G7                        C7                        
Pour out some liqour for my niggas twoPac is still strugglin'
                        C7  
My nigga Breed knew the time
                                  C C7            
Whether it's rhyme or crime nigga I gotta get mine


[Chorus]
Eb                   D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                     D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  G7                 C              
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
  C7                 D7             
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
        G7           C7      
I gotta get mine get ■  yours
                                          C7                     
Now tell me can you measure the amount of applause I keep gettin'


[Verse]
                       C             C7      
Every time I pick up a mic and start spittin'
                     D7                     
The sidewalks of New York will start bumpin'
G7                      C             C7   
Jumpin' around with the motherfuckin' pound
                    D7                   G7                   
And I'm down to the fullest and breakin' niggas ass off proper
    C7                                        D7   
Did I shock you 'cause I got you in my pocket again
               G7           
Them new jacks and you jacks
                   C                                         
Who knew me and my niggas when I used to run it way back when
  D7      G7                             C7      
I boasted and roasted and coasted to the pinnacle
                            D7 
Because of what I do with a pen
                G7       
It's vernacular precision
                C              D7      
Connect the two lines and it's division
                D7              
Plus when I add lutes and flutes
                             C          
It's guaranteed to sell like prostitutes
C7                                          
I never had a love for hoes who put it blunt
    G7                      C                     
And want me in the back but bitch I'm in the front
                         D7                
Don't front and really I don't need a reply
G7                            C         
Pull yourself together as you pass me by
                                  D7          
I'm on a whole 'nother level them hoes is left
G7                          C                
I told you before keep your pussy to yourself
                  D7                 
Goodbye some many niggas lied to have
G7                        C          
Funny what a motherfucker do for math
                             D7                 
I got fractions caught up in my everyday actions
G7                  C7   Eb          
Point equal to your real satisfaction
D7                                
Buckin' anybody who fuck wit' mine
G7             C                               Eb   D7  
When will they realize I'm straight out to get mine Haha
G7               C                  
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                 D7                 
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                 C                  
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours


[Chorus]
            D7                      
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
G7          C7                      
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
                 D7                 
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours
G7 C7        D7      G7        C7  D7   
I  gotta get ■  mine you gotta get yours
        G7                     C7   
I gotta get mine you gotta get yours


[Outro]
D7 G7 C7 D7 G7
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