Jay-Z - Niggas in paris acoustic

Jay-Z and Kanye West - Niggas in Paris acoustic Strumming - DddDddDd ( "D" represtents accented rythm) Tuning - Standard Same Chords, Am F F G, repeated throughout Psycho: I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 (Ball so hard) Got a broken clock, Rolleys that don't tick tock Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks (Ball so hard) I'm shocked too, I'm supposed to be locked up too If you escaped what I've escaped, you'd be in Paris getting fucked up too (Ball so hard) Let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s (Ball so hard) Bitch, behave, just might let you meet 'Ye Chi town's D. Rose, I’m moving the Nets to BK [Hook] Ball so hard mothafuckas want to fine me (That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray) [Verse 2: Kanye] She said, "'Ye can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all." That shit cray, ain’t it Jay? What she order, fish filet? Your whip so cold – this old thing? Act like you’ll ever be around mothafuckas like this again Bourgie girl, grab her hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance Excuse my French but I’m in France, I’m just sayin' Prince Williams ain’t do it right if you ask me Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley What’s Gucci, my nigga? What’s Louis, my killa? What’s drugs, my dealer? What’s that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I’m the illest, cause I’m suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh