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Tonight's Da Night Chords by Redman

  • Key: Db
  • BPM: 91
  • Capo: no capo

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TONIGHT'S DA NIGHT ACORDES

[Chorus]
Dbmaj7                                  
Mic check I can get smooth to any groove
                                   Dbmaj7
Relax the tongue let my mic take a cruise
                                   Dbmaj7
Around the planet pack 'em in like Janet 
                          Dbmaj7         
Jackson she's askin' if I can slam it I'm
Dbmaj7                            
Yo yo Redman man what the fuck man
Dbmaj7                                    
Get the fuck off that punk smooth shit man
    Dbmaj7                                     
Get with that rough shit man you know how we do


[Verse]
          Fm                                                  
Mic check I walk around the streets with a black TECminus nine
                             Fm       
By the waistline kickin' the hype shit
                                  Fm       
I never claim to be the best type of rapper
                                         Fm       
But have to show them motherfuckers what I'm after
                                   Fm          
I'm after the gold then after that the platinum
                                  Fm         
Beef after that Hurricane G packs the gat son
                          Dbmaj7                
Trigger bang bang yo bust the slang what my name
                       Dbmaj7    
It's the Redman on the funk train
                                           Dbmaj7   
Psych you're motherfuckin' right tonight's the night
             F7                     Bb7     
To do what I wanna do to do it like dynamite
                                      Bb7     
The work perfected when the funk been injected
                                               Bb7       
I roughen up the rough draft to like make your head split
                                      Dbmaj7     
Punk pass the forty and the blunt and don't front
                                                   Dbmaj7         
On the block 'cause when you do front brothers are gettin' stomped
                                     Dbmaj7
I'm not an addict more like Puff the Magic 
                                        Dbmaj7
Then pass it when I'm through 'cause my crew  
                              Dbmaj7
I don't claim to be a big rap star  
                                                  Dbmaj7     
'cause no matter who you are you'll still catch a bullet scar
   Fm                                  Dbmaj7
So listen up and take heed to what I'm sayin'
       Dbmaj7                                                
'cause tonight's the night and me and my niggas ain't playin'


[Chorus]
    Ab7         Bb7   Dbmaj7
Fat black bitch nasty      
Bbm  Ab7 Bbm Fm                     
Bush       bear booga breath bitch
Bbm                          
Nasty talk to your tits bitch
     Bbm                             
With them nasty Africans Mr Bojangles
                       Bbm
Turned up shoes havin' ass
                           Dbmaj7      
Lemming leprechaun haircut motherfucker


[Verse]
Dbmaj7                                                 
You wanna see me get cool please save it for the breeze
                                                Dbmaj7        
'cause the lyrics and tracks make me funky like cottage cheese
                                     Dbmaj7      
Fuck the smooth shit I get down with the boom bip
                                        Dbmaj7    
Like QTip I kick more styles than Bruce shoes kick
                               Dbmaj7       
But tonight's the night what I write tonight
             Bb7                       Bbm           
This type of funk with the flavor like Mike 'n' Ike's
Bb7                                 
Hanging out with my niggas my niggas
                                           Bb7         
The Pack Pistol Posse keep they fingers on the triggers
                                        Dbmaj7                  
I keep the forty between my lap coolin' rollin' down the highway
                               Dbmaj7
Blunt system pumps 'cause it's Friday
                                            Dbmaj7  
Roll over to pick my boys up we raise a lot of noise
                                       Dbmaj7     
'cause we can do that black so Get the Bozack Jack
Fm                                        
Remember I do the type of evil that men do
                                              Fm        
Like cursin' out my window at a bitch and her friend too
        Fm                   
So turn the volume up a notch
Fm                  
And watch the babump
                 Fm          
Babump make your speakers pop
                                 Fm             
That's the funk when it pumps it makes your rump
                    Fm       
Jump jump jump jump jump jump
                               Fm     
But if you wanna see a fly but frantic
                                Fm         
Cool romantic more slicker than my man Rick
                            Fm                     
You better check the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
                              Fm      
'cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
                                       Fm   
Niggas fucked up by lettin' me make an album
                             Fm               
To get on the mic and let my fuckin' style run


[Chorus]
                                      Fm    
Nasty fuckin' green thumb Jolly Green niggas
            Fm                
Tango mango pickin' havin' ass
      Bbm       Bb7                     
Nasty epileptic disease crazy havin' ass
Db7                    
Johnny Cash afro havin'
                     Bbm   
Jack of Spades boots havin'
Bbm                         
Tony Danza shoes wearin' ass


[Outro]
                             Bbm   
Bbbblack by popular demand I expand
               F7                                     
My hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam
                             F7        
I get sex I get wreck I puff mad blunts
                                    F7                   
I get vexed I break necks punch out gold fronts chump you
                     F7               
Yo fuck that yo turn this shit off man
Db                     
Turn that shit down man
Bbm                 
Turn this shit off G
Bbm                                        
Boom the new record on know what I'm sayin'


[End]
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