{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":2120025,"song":"Negus","artist":"MF DOOM","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11460207-negus-chords-by-mf-doom/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/2120025?type=chord","rating":0.18509,"votes":0,"content":"[Intro]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nMister nigga[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nNigga.. Nigga.. Nigga.. (nigga)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nStand up if you're a nigga[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1: Sean Price]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nStupid nigga Sean, super nigga, uh[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nPop, pop, pop, I'm shootin' at your moms[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nI ain't right in the head[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nI aim right for your head[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nNigga, murder, death, kill[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nSex, money, mayhem[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nMorning murder with a weapon, steppin' to the AM[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nBelieve in me, pah, the same way you believe in your god[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nWhether it's Allah, Jesus or Master Fard[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nI mastered the bars, plastered ratchets splatter your car[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nVehicular homicide, fuck's the matter with y'all?.[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nI will pop your nunu[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nIf I don't do it then Rock will shoot you[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nOne smack in your lung bag[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nBackpack rapper strapped with crack in my bookbag[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nI'm a nigga, that's what niggas do now[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nWouldn't you like to be a nigga, just like who? P[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Interlude]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nStand up if you're a nigga[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2: Ike Eyez]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nYo, ghetto rock stars[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nGuns, no guitars[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nThrow some blow on the table[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nBitches dancin' on the bar[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nNefertiti on the cable, piff comin' out my pores[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nRiff full of sniff, got you twitchin' at the jaws[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nWent from dodgin' D's to the Florida Keys[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nSecrets keep me from sleepin', I need more sour D's[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nFine tapestry at the gala in Napa[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nSallie had a one-track mind to be the queen of a trapper[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nFuck rap, I tuck packs in my briefs[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nThat wack shit go against my beliefs[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nLT on the LP, iron on the mic[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\n\"Who the fuck is Ike Eyez?\" Nigga, fuck you likewise[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nI ain't shit, my daddy wasn't either[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nMy mama told me different but I never really believed her[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nWe just wanted to be B-Boys, the ABC's of bein' a D-Boy[/tab]\r\nIn Buck Town, if you down with Ruck, you Ruck down\r\n\r\n[Interlude]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nStand up if you're a nigga[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Verse 3: MF DOOM]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nPa'l carajo, cantaso[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nVil, you know the drill, mad drool then gargajo[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nShoot the loogie, they super boujee[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nGobsmack dab right cheekbone, gooey, groovy[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nAbsolutely yucky, he out your league, buddy[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nBefore you take a stab at it, think deep and study[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nOr get your crown spun around like Black Hawk Down[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nSurrounded by the neighbors who can hate you 'til the ground in town[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nThen freak show, never no beef though[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nDeepthroat their coquito back and forth then, whoosh, free throw[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nFailed intention, prepare the trench and henchmen[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nThey all eat quite well, vacations, pensions[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nGotten hoarse from yellin', \"Fore!\" on the golf course[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nScream boat, then sped off in a dropped Porsche[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nDOOM on your hot sauce, take you out to deep water[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nGroup hug, who know the next time you'll see your daughter[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Db[/ch]\r\nReal slaughter[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Outro]\r\n[tab][ch]G#m[/ch]\r\nStand up if you're a nigga[/tab]","plain_text":"[Intro]\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 1: Sean Price]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Interlude]\n\n\n[Verse 2: Ike Eyez]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nIn Buck Town, if you down with Ruck, you Ruck down\n\n[Interlude]\n\n\n[Verse 3: MF DOOM]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Outro]","chords":["Db","G#m","D","B"]}