IntroEmF#mGBm
I got a bone to pick
Em
I don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers
F#mG
Sittin' in my throne again
Bm
Ayy, ayy, nigga what's happenin'?
Em
K-Dot back in the hood, nigga!
F#mGBmEmF#m
I'm mad (He mad!), but I ain't stressin'
GBm
True friends, one question
[Hook]
EmF#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
G
(King) Kunta
BmEm
Black man taking no losses, oh yeah
F#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
GBm
When you got the yamsâ(What's the yams?)
Verse 1EmF#mGBmEmF#m
The yam is the power that be
GBm
You can smell it when I'm walkin' down the street
EmF#m
(Oh yes, we can, oh yes, we can)
GBmEmF#mG
I can dig rappin', but a rapper with a ghost writer?
BmFmGm
What the fuck happened? (Oh no!)
G#CmFmGm
I swore I wouldn't tell, but most of y'all sharing bars
G#Cm
Like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell
FmGm
(A two man cell)
G#CmFm
Something's in the water (Something's in the water)
Gm
And if I gotta brown-nose for some gold
G#Cm
Then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller
[Hook]
EmF#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
G
(King) Kunta
BmEm
Black man taking no losses, oh yeah
F#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
GBm
When you got the yamsâ(What's the yams?)
Verse 2FmGmG#CmFmGm
The yam brought it out of Richard Pryor
G#CmFmGm
Manipulated Bill Clinton with desires
G#CmFm
24/7, 365 days times two
Gm
I was contemplatin' gettin' on stage
G#Cm
Just to go back to the hood, see my enemy, and say⦠(Oh yeah)
[Hook]
EmF#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
G
(King) Kunta
BmEm
Black man taking no losses, oh yeah
F#m
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Verse 3
N.C.
You goat-mouth mammyfucker
EmF#m
I was gonna kill a couple rappers, but they did it to themselves
GBm
Everybody's suicidal, they ain't even need my help
EmF#m
This shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
GBm
If I shoot at your identity and bounce to the left
EmF#m
Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' "Compton!"
GBm
I should probably run for mayor when I'm done, to be honest
EmF#m
And I put that on my mama and my baby boo too
N.CEm
Twenty million walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo!
F#mGBm
Ah yeah, fuck the judge, I made it past twenty-five, and there I was
EmF#mA little nappy-headed nigga with the world behind him
GBm
Life ain't shit but a fat vagina
EmF#mG
Screamin' "Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?"
Bm
Limo tinted with the gold plates
EmF#m
Straight from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
GBm
From a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king
[Hook]
N.C.
Bitch, where was you when I was walkin'â(*POP*)
By the time you hear the next pop
The funk shall be within youâ(*POP*)
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
G
(King) Kunta
BmEm
Black man taking no losses, oh yeah
F#m
Bitch, where was you when I was walkin'?
GBm
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
Em
King Kunta
F#m
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
OutroEmF#mGBmEmF#mGBmEmF#m
(Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk)
GBmEmF#m
We want the funk
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Do you want the funk?)
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Do you want the funk?)
G
We want the funk
BmEmF#m
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)
N.C.
We want the funk
[Poem]
N.C.
I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence
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