Fuck Wit Us - The Game,2Pac
We keep it hoppin like the cars with the shocks We spittin heat on your block We new to the game but runnin the spot Numbin your knot with basslines that'llmake ya neck break This rook'lltake your queen and put ya king in checkmate Open your mind without makin ya meditate We real champs y'alljust featherweight Time to get it straight I push your wig back Crew loaded up with extrabread up with extra bread like a BigMac Beefin with us We'releavin you face down Stompin b***hrappers like I'mstraight outta A Town Runnin the playground like it was a track meet Shoes on thewhip thatShoes on the whip that be biggerthan Shaq'sfeet We into big things bank account'sovergrown All types of cheese swiss cheddar provolone Guaranteed to burn wax like candles Track hittin hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels Y'allb***hcrews don'twanna f**kwith us Y'allbound to lose another one bites the dust It'sTrademarc the truth laid back aloof I'mGod as if you needed some proof You ain'thard I can see it on you I need a roof F**ka droptop crop if I'mcreepin on you Click clack nickelback knickknacks if you got heaters on you Spittin back live rounders with five pounders If we meetin on two I put a beatin on you Your sound'stired buddythat's whytired buddy that'swhy I'msleepin on you We lean back in the ride with cream stackin the rawhide The sound of God slide with a raw vibe Straight military camel clothes ash brown boots So sick I'vebeen handlin flows since enamel was gold tooth And branded by low You cold f**klike eskimo h*esat 7below You slow you be the last to think My hands seen more f**kindirt than bathroom sinks I got punks dumps and switches dump chumpses chumpses b***hesWe feed you to the sharks you can sleep with the fishes Clean you like dishes but I ain'tno busboy You ain'tfamily you ain'tearnin my trust boy Seen too many b***hesthat'lldouble cross ya We bring more drama thanthe Laker rosterGet the click pissed ain'tnobody can save ya Throw heat without lookin like Fernando Valenzuela Marc Predka'sthe name the rest of you lame I'mego drivin seen with different women every size and frame I refine my game by f**kinfamous b***hesBut it'sall the same it'sjust ex to the next For s*xor brain misses or Mrs Married or not my game don'tstop It'scars bars bonds and stocks you ain'tsee my flow Y'allare small time suckers like a knee high ho Guitar score
Fuck Wit Us Artist: The Game,2Pac
Capo: 0
Key: G
Difficulty：
Tempo: 97
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 103
Creation time: 2023-03-04 Fuck Wit Us Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by The Game,2Pac. This guitar tab is in the key of G and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by The Game,2Pac at that time～
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