Thats My Nigga

G#m
Ooh, ooh
D#m
This that Philly Bompton shit
Yeah, haha

[Hook: Meek Mill]
             B                                          D#m             G#m
I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
            B                                   D#m   G#m
We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
        B                                              D#m                       G#m
And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
       B
Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga
    B
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
Word up!

[Verse 1: YG]
G#m                      B
4HUnnid nigga with that .40 pound on me
B                   D#m
Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho
G#m             B
Cash out nigga with the pounds low
     B               D#m
He count on me even when I move slow
G#m                                 B
Come through Compton with all my niggas (my niggas)
B                         D#m
Come through popping with all my niggas (my niggas)
               G#m                       B
You should've seen how we looked last winter (last winter)
               B                    D#m
You should've seen how we ate last dinner
B
I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas
N.C.
I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas
B
In the game, I'm the keep it right nigga
D#m
'Cause all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get 'em
B
Basic bitches came to suck this dick, no
D#m
Basic bitches came to fuck the clique, oh
            B
They tryna have me on some sucker shit
     B                   N.C.
I'ma do it my way nigga, fuck the script

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
G#m
Came through the block with everything that's new
D#m
Sipping that motherfucking DS2
G#m
I can't fuck with him if he ain't true
             D#m
They like, he alright but he ain't you
G#m
We like, five milli on board the ship
           D#m
I was the richest nigga on the tip
                    G#m
Locked down the the killers and the robbers, going hard in it
          N.C.
Open the gate, jump on the lift
                             B
And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some shit
                 D#m
Double in the backseat, it look like a
                N.c.
You ain't gotta ask me
Nigga, you ain't got shit

You ain't talking money, I see you [??] with the topic
              G#m
You be only fucking with niggas that be on cop shit
E
I be only fucking with bitches that get it popping
                G#m
You don't wanna see on of my niggas face in the
                                    D#m
Tear up your corner over some nonsense

[Hook: Meek Mill]
             B                                          D#m             G#m
I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
            B                                   D#m   G#m
We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
        B                                              D#m                       G#m
And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
       B
Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga
    B
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
Word up!

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
                       G#m
Can a real crip, get a lil' bit
             E           D#m
Dump on a nigga for some silly shit
                 G#m             E
A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah
           G#m                  D#m
Gang bang niggas who he really with (real)
              G#m
And we don't talk to no motherfucking law
                                    D#m
Cooked up, caked up, slanging that raw, nigga
G#m
Roll through the city, give
D#m
Banging with the loud or the silencer
B
Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out
D#m
Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out
B
Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off
D#m
Come through the hood and you will get fucked off
B
Nigga, this's crip on my, two times
D#m
Don't give a fuck and we'll bust him one time, nigga
B
What y'all thought? We criss to cross
N.C.
You miss, your loss, we settin' it off

[Hook: Meek Mill]
             B                                          D#m             G#m
I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (Westside westside westside)
            B                                   D#m   G#m
We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy, nigga (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
        B                                              D#m                       G#m
And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
       B
Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga
    B
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye nigga
Word up!