Susi: B minor
Intro 1
Bm
G
F#
Bm
Verse 1
This is, this is...
F#m
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Verse 2
Bm
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
G
I got a semi- automatic that spits
F#m
F#
Next time if you talk (you talk)
Verse 3
Bm
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
G
I got a semi- automatic that spits
F#m
F#
Next time if you talk (you talk)
Verse 4
Bm
Y'all niggas is pussy, punani, vagina Your
monologue's getting tired,
now it's time to ride
you're no longer desired
F#m
F#
So take off them silly chains,
put back on your wire
Verse 5
Bm
I'm on fire; Harley dipped in octane
Let East Coast bang, let West Coast bang
G
And Rule gon' bring the ghetto gospel
F#m
To every hood possible,
F#
pushing through in the sky blue
Verse 6
Bm
Back with the Gods, you now,
preferably the four pound
Slugs flying at the speed of sound
G
Tryin to catch the ears of niggas that's
running their mouths
F#m
I might get my Brooklyn niggas
Verse 7
Bm
I don't really understand what the
running's about
But we're hunters,
G
we take pride in airing our prey out
Leaving 'em layed out,
dead, in just a sport
Bm
F#
'Cause we ain't playing
up here in New York
Verse 8
Bm
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
the homie spit
F#m
That nigga, I'm from New
York (New York)
Verse 9
Bm
hundred ways to make a grip
Yes,
I'm from New York (New York)
real ignorant
'Cause nigga,
F#m
I'm from New York (New York)
F#
Bm
(And this is how we do)
Nigga, I can see the coke in your nose
Verse 10
Bm
This ain't
a movie,
even he got his head blown on the globe
G
And I was just about to find God
F#m
But now that Ma$e is back,
I think I'd much rather find a menage
Verse 11
how they're AK spit
But we done did some investigating,
and they ain't spray shit
G
Not me, I'm the truth, homie,
F#m
got the industry shook like
Bm
Joe gon' let 'em loose on me"
Verse 12
Bm
True Story, I'm bringing the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced
to Lean Back
G
My nigga Dre said, "grind, Cook"
F#
Now we killing them hard
Verse 13
Niggas said I must've found Pun's rhyme book
Bm
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling,
like the ring around Saturn
F#
And you already know the X
is where the team be at, uhh
Verse 14
Bm
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
G
Ruff Ryde, and D- Block and shit
Nigga,
F#m
fuck what you thought (you thought)
Verse 15
Bm
can't take shit for granted
'Cause life is too short (too short)
G
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
F#m
Nigga, I'm from New York
this is how we do)
Verse 16
Bm
I swear it couldn't be sweeter,
life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat
her, you might get rich
G
It's guaranteed you gon' die,
you might get missed
F#
For maybe two or three hours,
Verse 17
'til they light they spliffs
you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out,
it's like America Online
F#m
and you know they say that you de served it
F#
F#m
Whenever you die with your eyes open
Verse 18
'cause I'm in the hood
Like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids hoppin'
F#m
Just doing shit for noth in',
F#
it's so spiteful, ha, I'm just like you
Verse 19
Bm
Word that niggas wanna murk
you is in the air
A double shot of
G
'gac and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
F#m
F#
the best it's a compliment
Verse 20
Bm
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips Nigga, I'm from
New York,
New York
the homie spit
F#m
F#
That nigga I'm from New York,
New York
Verse 21
Bm
(I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York, New York)
G
I got a semi- automatic that spits
F#m
F#
Next time if you talk, you talk
Outro 1
(And this is how we do)
Bm
G
F#m
F#
Bm
G
F#m
F#
Bm
G
F#m
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