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Lets Go by Trick Daddy feat. Twista & Lil Jon
Lets Go
e:-------------------------------------------------------------|theres a slide
b:-------------------------------------------------------------|or some thing
g:-------------------------------------------------------------|right at the
d:---------------------7-7---------------------------7-7-------|end here and
a:-4-4--7-7--2-2--4-4--5-5--2-2--4-4--7-7--2-2--4-4--5-5--2-2--|I cant figure
e:-2-2--5-5--0-0--2-2-------0-0--2-2--5-5--0-0--2-2-------0-0--|it out so
maby you can..
Then there comes that like weard solo part or some thing idk exactly what it is
but i just play this and it osunds sorta like it but i know its not this sorry if
im not that much help to you but this is the first tab i ever writen so yea its
like this..Repeat this until they stop
this is the second part in crazy train that you here but higher and since that
the song is the same as crazt train almost i figured that this is prolly the
same im not sure though.........
e:-----4---5---4---2-------2---------|
b:-2-2---2---2---2---5-4-5---5-4-0---|
g:-----------------------------------|
d:-----------------------------------|
a:-----------------------------------|
e:-----------------------------------|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 2
Tuning:Standard
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------2-2---------------7--7----------------------------------------------|
D|4-4----2-2--2-2--4--4----7--7--2-2--4--4-----------------------------------|
A|4-4----0-0--2-2--4--4----5--5--2-2--4--4-----------------------------------|
E|2-2---------0-0--2--2----------0-0--2--2-----------------------------------|
e|-----9---10---9---7-7------------------------------------------------------|
B|-7-7---7----7---7-----10----10-9-7-----------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------9---------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
-
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 3
Tuning: DADGBE
The guitar is basically the same throughout the whole song.
E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|--------2-2----------------7-7--9-9-|
D|-4-4----2-2--2-2----4-4----7-7--9-9-|
A|-4-4----0-0--2-2----4-4----5-5--7-7-|
D|-4-4---------2-2----4-4-------------|
E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|
G|--------2-2-------------------------|
D|-4-4----2-2--2-2----4-4----0-0--2-2-|
A|-4-4----0-0--2-2----4-4----0-0--2-2-|
D|-4-4---------2-2----4-4----0-0--2-2-| the whole song is played like this until..
Solo:
L. Guitar:
E|-----9---10---9---7-7-5------------|
B|-------7----7---7-------10-9-7-5---|
G|-----------------------------------|
D|-4-4-------------------------------|
A|-4-4-------------------------------|
D|-4-4-------------------------------|
E|-----9---10---9---7-7-5------------|
B|-7-7---7----7---7-------10-9-7-5---|
G|-----------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------| repeat until the last bit of the solo
E|-----9---10---9---------------|
B|-7-7---7----7---7-------------|
G|-------------------7-7--9-9---|
D|-------------------7-7--9-9---|
A|-------------------5-5--7-7---|
D|------------------------------|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 4
e--------------------------------------------------------|
B--------------------------------------------------------|
G-----------------------------10-10----------------------|
D--7-7--10-10--5-5-x3---7-7---10-10-5-5------------------|
A--7-7--10-10--5-5------7-7---8--8--5-5------------------|
E--5-5--8--8---3-3------5-5---------3-3------------------|
solo>|-----------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------------|
|-----4---5---4---2-0---0-2-0---------4---5---4---2-0---0-2------|
|-2-2---2---2---2-----4-------4-0-2-2---2---2---2-----4----------|
|----------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------|
|----------------------------------------------------------|
|-0---------4---5---4---2-0---0-2-0---------4---5---4------|
|---4-0-2-2---2---2---2-----4-------4-0-2-2---2---2---2----|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 5
Tuning:Standard
to be played: 1-3 vocalists
drums
2 guitars (one guitar for the whole song
until the solo)
Intro: no distortion (PM if you feel special)
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------| x2
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--|
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
Main riff and Chorus: With Distortion
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--| x9
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
then when twista's part comes in it goes like this...
Riff 2: No distortion and PM if you want to
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------| x2
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--|
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
then Main Riff again: With Distortion
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--| x3
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
then
|------------------------|-------|
|------------------------|-------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7/|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7/|
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5/| slide down the chords kinda slow
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0/|
then this, With Distortion
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--|
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
|------------------------|----------|
|------------------------|----------| you just replace the last little
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7--| power cords with "Bitch! Dont
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--| pretend to be..WHAT!?"
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--|
then Main Riff again: With Distortion
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--| x6
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
then IMMEDIATLY after that Riff it goes to solo
Guitar 2
|-----9-10-9-7-------------------|
|-7-7--7--7----10-10-9--10-10-9-6|
|--------------------------------| x9
|--------------------------------|
|--------------------------------|
|--------------------------------|
Guitar 1
|------------------------|---------------|
|------------------------|---------------|
|----------2-2-----------|-----7-7-------|
|-4-4------2-2--2-2--4-4-|-----7-7--2-2--| x9
|-4-4------0-0--2-2--4-4-|-----5-5--2-2--|
|-2-2------0-0--0-0--2-2-|-----0-0--0-0--|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 6
Solo
e|-----9---10----9-7----------------------|
b|-7-7---7-----7------10-10-9--10-10-9-6--|
g|----------------------------------------|
d|----------------------------------------|
a|----------------------------------------|
e|----------------------------------------|
*(repeat 4 times)*
e|-----9---10----9-7----------------------|
b|-7-7---7-----7------10-10-9-10-10-9-6---|
g|----------------------------------------|
d|----------------------------------------|
a|----------------------------------------|
e|----------------------------------------|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
------------------
version 7
Solo
play this 7 times
e--------9---10---9---7-7------------------------------------|
B----7-7---7----7---7-----10---10-9-7-6----------------------|
G------------------------------------------------------------|
D------------------------------------------------------------|
A------------------------------------------------------------|
E------------------------------------------------------------|
then play this the 8th time [the only one difference tho]
e--------9---10---9---7-7------------------------------------|
B----7-7---7----7---7-----10---10-9-7-6-7--------------------|
G------------------------------------------------------------|
D------------------------------------------------------------|
A------------------------------------------------------------|
E------------------------------------------------------------|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
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version 8
Tuning:Standard
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D|4-4----2-2--2-2--4--4----7--7--2-2--4--4-----------------------------------|
A|4-4----0-0--2-2--4--4----5--5--2-2--4--4-----------------------------------|
E|2-2---------0-0--2--2----------0-0--2--2-----------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------4---5---4-----2-2--0----0--------------------------------------------|
E|2--2----2---2---2---------------5--4--0------------------------------------|
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
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version 9
e|-------9---10---9-7---7-7-------------0---| \
B|---7-7---7----7-----------10---10-9-7-----| \
G|------------------------------------------| \ 8 x
D|------------------------------------------| /
A|------------------------------------------| /
E|------------------------------------------| /
feat. Lil Jon, Twista
[Lil Jon:]
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
there's a lotta f*** n****s in the club tonight,
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know),
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want some, come get some,
'cause where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
that's some ?? and the dudes that run wit em.
gotta spit for the murderas and the
killas and the thugstas,
that be f***in up the ballas and
the dealas and the hustlas,
got me comin at you bokas in the
V.I. while they bumpin lil jon I'm a brush ya,
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin for drama
if a n**** try to get it to then we still gotta get em,
??,
Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles,
in the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla,
Don't get it twisted with that
overnight celebrity you better be scared
of me in my city I'm a killa.
I ain't that rappin type arright,
and I that actin type arright,
this sulphane in my script,
I'm a play on you and you just a square,
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy,
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me,
b**** don't pretend to be,
I'm strictly for the thugs,
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood,
That moments ghetto (ghetto),
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats,
I'm straight out the county of Dade,
played on fire n**** M-I-A,
never gone south of the border,
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered.
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
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