Тональность: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Chief boot knock
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Chief boot knocker
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Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knock
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Am
Chief boot knocker
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Am
Here I am chief boot knocker
Verse 2
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Am
Watch your skirt, if you don't I got ya
Tibbity toe, tibbity toe through the grass
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Old scallous ass nigga with a
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pocket full of cash
D
C
Who that? rollin in a Viper
Am
A
Got much beef with the freeway sni- per
He wants me cause I
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bumped his girlfriend
D
Your suicidal tendencies
are not my problem
Am
D
Low life DOG, chasin these skirts
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through the motherfuckin fog
D
Am
I'm that, black man with fourteen
D
Am
skirts in a black Scadan
D
A fool named Draws in a
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and left his girl on trays
Said get out the car bitch,
that's a mistake
D
cause now I'm the beach with a rake
The whole beach is smellin like indo
Am
I'm in a drop top Benzo on
three piece rimzos
Cranked up the bass just a little bit
D
She turned to the left with the
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D
Am
"Mack Daddy" is back
and Charles is mad
D
Am
Show Charles what I had
D
Some niggaz is fine and
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some smooth talkers
D
But they can't fuck with the
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chief boot knocker
Verse 3
Here's my tomahawk
Am
A
Here's my tomahawk
Here's my tomahawk
Am
D
Here's my tomahawk
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Here's my tomahawk
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A
Here's my tomahawk
Am
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Am
Here's my to ma, tom, tomahawk
Verse 4
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And I here them sing
Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knocker
Verse 5
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D
Am
Scam, scam devise another plan
D
Am
Take another girl from a cryin ass man
D
Am
Always askin her where she's been
D
She was rollin with me from
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six through ten (yep)
D
Am
Got home at ten thirty
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You was smellin her neck,
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tryin to see if she's dirty
You want to beat her down,
but you got no proof
Now you shootin buckshot
D
through the roof (yep)
To much emotion,
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somebody rub this sissy boy down with lotion
A
Am
And now your tellin her to stay home
D
But she can still call Mix on the telephone
Am
D
Am
And there you go, slippin
You promised her an
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Am
other ass whippin
D
And you slap, slap, slap,
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now you feelin kinda macho
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Am
I Got Game and I took your Benzo
D
What you gonna do with a
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cake boy's nightmare
D
Bought you a nine but you
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still looked scared
AK- 47? Nope
I run a HK- 91 with the Leopold scope
So eat that 308, fool
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Am
Actin like a joke but Big Mack's rule
D
Am
You had to inject but boy I shot ya
Meet your new enemy the
chief boot knocker
Verse 6
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Am
Here's my tomahawk
Here's my tomahawk
Am
D
Here's my tomahawk
Here's my tomahawk
Verse 7
Am
D
I meet a girl named Gail at a
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soul food restaurant
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D
A
Big fat rocks on her hand tryin flaunt
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D
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Tried to step to her in the hall
D
She said her ex- boyfriend
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plays pro football
D
But I hate quarterbacks, but I
like throwback
A
fine brown skin snackpack
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She got a black SL,
D
it was sittin on 19's lookin all swell
I really don't care about your
boyfriend sweetness
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D
A
Jealousy is every man's weakness
Am
But I ain't no salt slinger,
And oh yes it's the bird banger
Am
I followed Gail to the crib
Am
Walked in straight trippin
off a how the girl lives
Your man is a trick and his
I can pull you in a Benzo and a
D
Am
Take notes off the shit I just wrote
D
Trick daddies get left in smoke
Am
D
A lot of copycat niggaz might jack ya
Am
D
But the game came way with the
Am
chief boot knocker
Verse 8
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Am
Here's my tomahawk
Am
D
Here's my tomahawk
Here's my tomahawk
Am
D
Here's my tomahawk
Here's my tomahawk
Am
A
Am
Here's my tomahawk
D
A
Am
Here's my tomahawk
Verse 9
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Chief boot knocker
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Ch, chief boot knocker
Outro 1
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Am
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