Beautiful Noise Chords by The Diplomats

[Start]

[Verse]
Em                                      
Charlemagne told ya I got ya nigga holla
E7                                 
My homey Cash well he gone for five
     E7                                             
Send my prayers do your thing I'll be goin' for mine
C                               
Shit we live life to the fullest
                  Cmaj7                         
Three hundred and sixtyfive nights on the strike
         Cmaj7 
That's a bullet
Em                                              
Shit and uncle Ricky got a month and some change
    Em                                                   
And it feels like the garbage truck just dumpin' the pain
C      Cmaj7 C                                
All on my    shoulders I'm warnin' my soldiers
                            Cmaj7                    
The nights could get chilly the morning's much colder
Em                        
I've seen summers get cold
              Em                                               
And niggas do it up until the point and they done and they fold
C                         Cmaj7
They can't succumb to the cold 
         Cmaj7                       
Toes are frostbitten up north sittin'
Bm7                         Em     
Just like some fuckin' lost kittens
     Em                            
They get locked up for carryin' boy
                          G            
Doin' time underground up in Marion boy
Cmaj7             
Shit I respect you
                      C    
You do your time like Gotti
                                   C    
And come home like that Marion boy holla


[Chorus]
Em          
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Em          
You got a ho
        Cmaj7      
You got ■     money
Cmaj7       
You got cars
Cmaj7           
You caught a bid
        Cmaj7
You got kids 
    Em      
You got weed
    Em      
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Bm7         
You got a ho
        Cmaj7
You got money
Cmaj7       
You got cars
C               
You caught a bid
        Em  
You got kids


[Verse]
  E7                                     
I gotta keep strivin' I gotta keep movin'
                                                 C            
I gotta keep grindin' If this was the road and I was a trucker
C                                 
Well shit man I gotta keep drivin'
                     G                             Em        
Through the lies and deception had to ride through neglection
                                         Em7                   
I'm an insomnia addict up all night Pops and Moms was an addict
C                               
Shit my puffin' scums is a habit
          C                 
I need me a contingency plan
Em                               
Pops with the syringe in his hand
   Em                     
He was leanin' and noddin'
                                           Bm7  
Uncle Ricky your mission is like Afeni was Robin
                   Cmaj7             
Shit you should've seen the apartment
C                     Cmaj7                          
All I ever wanted was franks and beans I was starvin'
                           Em  
Crack fiends on the carpet shit
       Em                           
But if it wasn't for grandma I swear
                                                          C      
I'm in love with my grandma that's why I only does it for grandma
            C                          
That's when I roll in the street I pray
                                Cmaj7                     Em  
She covers me from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet


[Chorus]
        Em  
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
        Em  
You got guns
    Em      
You got a ho
Bm7          
You got money
        Cmaj7
You got cars 
    C           
You caught a bid
Cmaj7   Bm7 
You got kids
Em          
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Em          
You got a ho
Cmaj7        
You got money
    Cmaj7   
You got cars
    C           
You caught a bid
    Em      
You got kids


[Verse]
                          Em                                
I figured it's means as a minor look at the foods and fibers
Em                                   
The dude with the cubes will snipe ya
                C                      
More tools then snider exclusive writer
               C                                            
The jewels are fire I learned don't fool with rider from Pop
Em                                   
I don't need a gun just a screwdriver
                                        C         
Two tires two pliers a wrench an' a few wires shit
C                              
I take them all from the buyers
Cmaj7                               Em7     
Far fire all from a lighter call me MacGyver
                          Em7   
Need a rehab I'll call up Shania
Em                                         
Bitch hungry Good we gonna stall in papayas
C                   Cmaj7                             
Take your recession special yeah you less then special
                 Bm7                 Em
Me an' Jim Jones extra special check it
    Em                  
Dre to Snoop Gotti to Ja
                      C         
Dame to Jigga Puff to Big D n' Y
          C                          
Doggy you next up get your respect up
                                 Em                          
Or a vest can't protect you when I hit you in your chest duck
Em                           
Them big heads done pushed me
                 Bm                 C    
You gotta be sex dickheads is pussy Killa
        C                          
I bring the hammers to the gunfight
                     D                Em7  
One night stand only standin' for one night
Em7                                   
Doggy 'cause when it come to that cash
Em                                           C    
No homo I will jump in that ass jumpin' jack flash
                                                 Cmaj7  
Then jump in that jag jumpsuit jump back for the coroner
                                           Cmaj7
I have you jump in that bag come with that cash 


[Chorus]
Em7     Em  
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
G           
You got a ho
    Cmaj7    
You got money
    Cmaj7   
You got cars
Cmaj7           
You caught a bid
    D       
You got kids
Em          
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Em          
You got a ho
C            
You got money
C           
You got cars
Em              
You caught a bid
        Em  
You got kids
Em          
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Em          
You got a ho
Cmaj7   C    
You got money
            
You got cars
Cmaj7           
You caught a bid
Cmaj7       
You got kids
Em          
You got weed
Em          
You got dice
Em          
You got guns
Bm          
You got a ho
    Cmaj7    
You got money
Cmaj7       
You got cars
C            Cmaj7
You caught a bid  
        Em   C
You got kids ■


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