Can't Give It Up Chords by Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

[Start]

[Chorus]
Ebm Ab7                Bb7           Ab7           
■   ■   There's always something you got to give up
            Ebm            Ab7 
If you want everything you want


[Verse]
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My life is a jungle I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
                                   Ab7                             
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it who want it
                                   Ab7                
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry still hungry
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Lost and lonely so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
                     Ab7                  
But I predicted this endin back in the day
      Bb7                               Ab7                   
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
            Ab7                         
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
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We do but still wanna make the loot
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No more united divided we fall nigga and hard
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We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain
          Ab7                        
Just play the hand that you was dealt
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You play 'em right you prevail you play 'em wrong then you fail
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It ain't hard to tell when you been headed for self destruction
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Cause I could look at the piece of the puzzle
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It ain't no love involved everything we was dissolved
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We all hard as one but together we raw
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And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
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We split up we tied up my nigga wassup wit that
Eb7                               
Lettin the devil get in to the pen
Ab7                           
Devils pretendin to be friends
                                  Ab7  
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Ab7                           
Should of stuck the nigga fast
          Ab7                            
Yeah that motherfuckin snake in the grass
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We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
    Ab7                                                
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis


[Chorus]
                         Bb7        Ab7        
There's always something you got to ■   give up
                       Eb          Ab7
If you want everything ■  you want ■  
      Ab7                    
I was never on some solo shit
               Ab7                     
Always down to roll and blow a head off


[Verse]
                                    Ab7                
He dead off and don't know me don't tell me you love me
       Ab7                         
When I was lonely and my daddy died
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All of my niggaz came to the church
                         Ab7                              
And thanks for comin I'm still stressed out over the death
            Ab7                            
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
        Ab7                        
I think the world is just collapsin
                            Ab7             
But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
Ab7                         
So I came back to the action
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When the bird was flyin low and laughin
       Eb                          
Family bashin 'til it just happened
     Ab7                                          
Then Wally passed and he asked me Wasn't it tragic
                  Ab7                         
Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
        Eb                                    Ab7 
We tell the truth no use in beatin around the bush
                                  Ab7 
Baby I'm sorry it's alllll in the game
        Ab7                   
Throwin up blood fuck it Layz'
           Ab7            
Let's sign our life awayyy
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Now see me I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
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It's hard to come by and I ain't no bitch nigga
Ab7                                    
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
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And you don't want that neither do I
                              Ab7            
But I will I will cause I'm a hustler hustler
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High 'til I die I'm gon' get mine
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Even if it mean murder gettin caught fuck it let me fry
                                   Ab7     
Know it's hectic niggaz start shit nowadays
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But I'm a hustler just like you don't bring that shit my way


[Chorus]
                                   Ebm  Ab7
Well if there's somethin you can't give up 
       Ab7                
To get everything you want
     Eb  Ab7                                           
Hell naw ■   I'll be thugged out nigga turned out nigga


[Verse]
           Ab7                
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas
                    Ab7              
The realest that be shermed out nigga
           Ab7                         
Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
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I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
  Ab7                                                    
I really don't wanna hurt nobody just kill off Illuminati
     Ab7                
Fuck the DEA and the FBI
Ab7                         
Irs can kiss my ass UCPD FCC
                  Ab7                             
Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
          Ab7                     
Blast you Hit 'Em Up like 'Pac did
Ab7                                   
Take 'em hostage terrorize and torture
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Your ghetto resource'll be pay back pay back
                                Ab7    
Little Lay dat young nigga with scrilla
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And bitch I thought you knew
          Ab7                           
You got a beam on me I got a beam on you
    Ab7                          
You fuck wit me I'ma fuck wit you
             Ab7         
Beeitch Like it always be
      Bb7                          Ab7    
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me feel me
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You gon' have to pop me to even try to stop me from grindin
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I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
        Ab7                          
All the nigga know what the hood like
       Ebm                             
In the streets gotta get that good life
       Ebm                               
Sellin that yea up under the street light
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It's the hood life don't fight
        Ab7                            
A nigga want out but just can't get out
   Ebm                      
So I guess I gots to face it
         Ebm                                               
All them dreams of havin big thangs I'm still gon' chase it
     Ab7                                
It's always somethin' you got to give up


[Chorus]
Eb Ab7    Eb7 Ab7                             
■  ■   If ■   ■   you want everything you want


[Verse]
Ab7                                                     
Here they come wait can I barktalk Bone jumpin it feelin
                  Ebm                         
Better now better hit 'em with the future shot
           Ebm                                 
But feelin like Pac that's what the guy thought
                    Ab7                             
But this shit don't stop I send much love to the pop
                                            Ab7  
Droppin this shit today we kickin this thug music
            Ab7                                     
Better love us so when I love smokin buds on the bus
            Ab7                            
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
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My nigga don't play too close my thugs in heaven and shit
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My niggas'll pop with the pistols and snap out the holsters
            Ab7           
And cover a snitch all wet
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Why the fuck could not he write me SET for the second sincerely
   Ab7                                                         
We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
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Soldier told ya nigga we gone have our time
Ab7                                                
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him on his knee
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He's fell he better hope he don't fall victim
Eb                                  
Niggas pick up another then they run
    Ab7                               
But I'm through with the body bitch ah
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But when they want it yea he just in the business
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Flesh givin you pain or pleasure whatever you want I'ma bring
          Ab7                    Ebm      
Young but them package you'll be impressed


[Chorus]
Ab7 Eb7 Ab7 Ab Ab7 Ab Eb Ab7
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[End]
Ab7                                 
If it was somethin you can't give up
Eb7       
Yea I know
                  Bb7     
To get everything you want
    Ab7
But ■