You Got Me F****d Up accords par 
Spice 1 
N/A
Key: Bb minor•
Verse 1
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(Chorus: Spice 1)
Ab
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Ebm
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Ebm
You got me, fucked up
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(you got me fucked up)
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Ab
Ebm
Gb
F
Ebm
You got me, fucked up
Gb
(nigga you got me fucked up)
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Bbm
Ab
Nigga you got me,
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F
Ebm
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
Gb
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Abm
Ab
Gb
F
Ebm
You got me, fucked up
Gb
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Verse 2
Ab
(Spice 1) Candy
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Ebm
ass niggas got more
F
Ebm
pepper mint than Patty
When I'm bailin' out black
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Ebm
Gb
in a black caddy
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Abm
Ab
Got me FUCKED up,
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Ebm
talkin' about what you got
You need to shut the fuck
before you get got
Ab
Gb
Shot in this motherfuck er,
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Ebm
slugs out in this mother fucker
F
Ebm
Don't you feel the flames?
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Ebm
Out for fortune and fame
Ab
Gb
F
Now if a real nigga whip your
ass it'll be a shame
Ebm
Got me FUCKED up nigga,
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Ebm
quit playin' with the game
Ab
Gb
See I don't know about these other
Ebm
niggas out here poppin' that shit
Talkin' 'bout who they gon' ride
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on and who they gon' get
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Abm
Ebm
But I ain't the mother fucker
that's out here to be played with
Got me FUCKED up nigga,
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Ebm
I'll ride for my chips
Gb
Ab
Gb
You ain't gonna be talkin' too much shit
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Ebm
with your mouth on a gat (gat)
Have everything you were speakin'
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'bout right there on your lap
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Ebm
You got me FUCKED up,
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F
Ebm
F
who the hell you think I am?
Ebm
Some ol' sucker or sumthin', some
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Ebm
ol' busta or sumthin'
Who'll boss you a nut
Verse 3
Ab
(Chorus: Spice 1)
You got me,
Gb
F
Ebm
Gb
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Abm
Ebm
You got me,
Gb
F
Ebm
Gb
fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Gb
Bbm
Ab
Nig ga you got me,
Gb
F
Ebm
F
Ebm
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
Gb
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Abm
Ab
Ebm
F
Ebm
You got me, fucked up
Gb
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Verse 4
Ab
(Spice 1) Ay bitch, you got me FUCKED
up,
Gb
F
Ebm
F
Ebm
I'm on the other side of the game hoe
Gb
Tricks be kids and I'm a grown-
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Gb
as s man dog
Ebm
Ab
Ebm
Gb
I say what I want to say and
F
Ebm
F
Ebm
do what I want to do
Talkin' that gangsta shit and
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Ebm
walkin' it to (Blaow!)
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Gb
You got me FUCKED up nig ga,
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Ebm
the game chose me
Take a picture of the bad guy,
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Ebm
Black Bossalini
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Ab
Ebm
I been spit tin' dead pres
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Ebm
idents since they was alive
Me, Franklin and Grant,
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Ebm
Gb
we been rid in' since eighty- five
And they don't die they just
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multiply like our g's
F
Ebm
Got me FUCKED up,
Gb
Ebm
I stay heated the game don't freeze
For now nigga,
knew myself around killers
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Might take the AK off the shelf,
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Gb
shoot down niggas
Ab
Gb
Clown niggas, thugged out,
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Ebm
plat inum bound niggas
But I'm keepin' my motherfuckin'
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Ebm
feet on the ground niggas
Ab
Ebm
Got me FUCKED up,
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Ebm
don't get twisted and shit
cause I'll still knock you out,
Gb
check your pockets for grip
Ebm
Gb
You got me FUCKED up
Verse 5
Ab
(Chorus: Spice 1)
Gb
You got me,
F
Ebm
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
Gb
(You got me fucked
Ebm
Gb
Ebm
up)
Ab
You got me,
Ebm
F
Ebm
Gb
fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Bbm
Ab
Nigga you got me,
Gb
F
Ebm
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
Gb
Ebm
(You got me fucked up)
Abm
Ebm
F
Ebm
You got me, fucked up
Gb
(You got me fucked up)
Verse 6
Ebm
(Spice 1)
Ab
Yeah nigga you got me FUCKED up,
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you need to give me fifty feet
Doin' way three much talkin'
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like you can't be touched
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Ebm
Gb
If a nigga spend fifty g's
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Ebm
on some plussed out shit
We'll make you think you gon'
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Ebm
spend ten and have you leashed
G#m
You got me FUCKED up,
D#m
E#
D#m
I ain't the nigga you thought I was
F#
Don't underestimate the mind mental ity,
Ebm
of a thug
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Gb
Slugs spittin' at night,
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Ebm
F
man that shit ain't nuttin' new
Ebm
Young niggas is spittin' slugs,
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Ebm
my niggas spittin' to
What's really,
I hope you strapped talkin' all that shit
Cause I'll shoot an unknown motherfucker,
just to strip
You got me FUCKED up nigga,
I'm the East Bay G
Fetty Chico,
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D#m
Shiznilty, Black Bossalini
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F#
Six feet, two- fif teen
D#m
and I'll beat yo' ass
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D#m
AK- 47 right up to the tin ted glass
G#m
D#m
I should clap yo' ass right now,
right here
Cause all that bullshit you talkin',
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D#m
you ain't pumpin' no fear
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You got me FUCKED up
Verse 7
G#
(Chorus: Spice 1)
F#
E#
D#m
You got me, fucked up (you got
me fucked up)
F#
D#m
(You got me fucked up)
G#m
D#m
You got me,
F#
D#m
F#
fucked up (nigga you got me fucked up)
D#m
(You got me fucked up)
Nigga you got me,
D#m
D#m
fucked up (you got me fucked up)
(You got me fucked up)
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