This song is from the album 400 Degreez, released on 03 November 1998. The vocals are by Written By Juvenile, the music is produced by Mannie Fresh, and the lyrics are written by Juvenile.
This song is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 96 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 96 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 96 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] 400 Degreez [VERSE ONE] Gm Ya see, me, I eat, sleep, shit and talk rap Gm Ya seen that '98 Mercedes on TV? I bought that Gm I had some felony charges, I fought that Gm Been sent to no return, but still was brought back Gm Nigga threw some slangs at me wodie, I caught that Gm And punished them lil' bitches before they could carjack Gm Now I'm lookin' for they family and partners to war back Gm If I ain't a Hot Boy, then what do you call that? Gm Nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Gm Accompanied by some niggas 'bout killin' and all that Gm Me, Cory and Rusty getting ducked off Gm Ride top down so we let the trucks park Gm In the jeep ridin' four deep Gm I'm booted up at these nigga claimin' they know me www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm You don't want to fuck with me [VERSE TWO] Gm Bitch, what? I'll bust your ass up Gm Don't even go there, wodie, 'cause I'm ready to mask up Gm I heard about the money, that's some nice change Gm For the right price, I'll bust the right brain Gm Why must a nigga try? I can't do the right thing Gm Only God knows what the future might bring Gm Nigga might be shy, nigga might be triflin' Gm Nigga might survive if he 'bout that rifling Gm With somethin' that'll stop a nigga from playin' Gm Somethin' like a chopper or a grenade in his hand Gm Boy, look, nigga don't play no games no more Gm Nigga'll bust ya head if you bang his ho Gm Attitude adjustments they all need Gm Don't call in those enforcements, nigga, call me Gm I bet ya I'll get them niggas off your block Gm I bet ya I'll show them niggas this boy hot www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm You don't want to fuck with me Gm Hot Boy, hot, hot, Hot Boy, hot, hot Gm Hot Boy, hot, hot, Hot Boy [VERSE THREE] Gm Alright, stop it, 'cause I done had enough Gm When it comes to my pockets, I'm ready to bust Gm Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck Gm Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh Gm Ain't no bitches here, I'm from the 'Nolia, bruh Gm Bust your beef head is what was told to us Gm How I'ma be runnin' with these killas and backin' down? Gm How I'ma look in front of my people like a clown? Gm The G code what we live by and we die by Gm The book is what we will never abide by Gm Niggas drive by, gettin' loose Gm Beefing with each other like the Checker Board and Goose Gm Up in Compton or the Watts, nigga Gm Up in New York ya keep' 'em open, watch, nigga Gm 'Fore ya played by a bit' or battalion Gm All fine young Black females stallions Gm Give me the keys to ya car and ya medallion Gm You far away from ya home, you's an alien [CHORUS] Gm You don't want to fuck with me Gm You don't want to fuck with me Gm You don't want to fuck with me Gm You don't want to fuck with me, with me [OUTRO] Gm 400 Degreez Gm 400 Degreez Gm 400 Degreez
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