Biografia:
Khaled bin Abdul Khaled, conhecido como DJ Khaled (Nova Orleans, Louisiana, 26 de Novembro de 1975), é um rapper, DJ, produtor musical e radialista americano, de origem palestiniana. Atualmente, mais do que um DJ ou rapper, ele é uma marca e um anfitrião de temas musicais onde vagamente se ouve a voz dele (ao invés disso, outros cantores e rappers participam nos temas que levam o seu nome).
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“Fed Up”
(feat. Usher, Young Jeezy, Rick Ross, Drake, Lil’ Wayne)
Some beats, a few beats missing for one verse, so if you figure it out, please let
me know so I can update it. But this makes a good beat in the chorus and verses:)
[Intro]
Ab Abm E
DJ Khaled, oh
the streets is fed up (who else nigga?)
F# Ab
we fed up (we the best) B
the runners, usher talk to em
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 1]
[Young Jeezy]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I am absolutely positively on my grizzy
Db-B B-Abm
even though I’m sick and I’m tired I gets busy
Abm-F# F#-Abm
started a 62 but it ended up a frisbee
Db-B B-Abm
and me I like to sit at the stove until I’m dizzy
Abm-F# F#-Abm
ball so hard it’s like I brought the game with me
Db-B B-Abm
left my glove so white you thought I brought jermaine with me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
Db-B B-Abm
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I got niggas tryna sue me bitches tryna do me
Db-B B-Abm
way these niggas actin you’d a thought they never knew me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
but these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me
Db-B B-Abm
I’m fed up probably why I’m actin like the old me
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 2]
[Rick Ross]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I’m sick and tired of you suckas so now I’m fed up
Db-B B-Abm
somebody catch the chain I’m bout to tear his head off
Abm-F# F#-Abm
shorty bendin over know I’m bout to tear it up
Db-B B-Abm
before you let your top back get your bread up
Abm-F# F#-Abm
made history but now we claimin victory
Db-B B-Abm
get ya out the white house go back to your efficiencies
Abm-F# F#-Abm
suckas feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
Db-B B-Abm
like IRS you wonderin what I’m makin yearly
Abm-F# F#-Abm
let them brown bags circulate (stack) so I perpetrate (never)
Db-B B-Abm
we shining in the bottom cause we down to twekalate
Abm-F# F#-Abm
lookin at the parking lot better get your mind right
Db-B B-Abm
I hope you fed up being broke because the times right (Ross)
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 3]
[Drake]
Abm
Uh, me and Wayne was gettin high on em
E
he leaned over and told me just don’t retire on em
F#
and when they give ya they shoulders never cry on em
B
and when they love you to death just never die on em
Abm
and the question still remains
E
have I counted all the money that I’ve managed to obtain?
F#
niggas dedicating overtime to damaging my name
B Ab
and somehow I’m still the hottest mofucka in the game
[Lil Wayne]
Abm
I’m happy to be back man….
Abm
I’m tired of these haters
E
That’s why I go hard like A.C. Slater
F#
Weezy Baby here, y’all prenatal
B
I just get the beat and murk it out like Frado
Abm
Uhh I’m sick of being criticized
E
That’s why I’m higher than a star trek enterprise
F#
I do it big don’t get mad cuz you minimized
B
I keep a red flag case I get penalized..uh
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Its young money like you didn’t know
Db-B B-Abm
Stop playing I hit Drizzy with the give and go
Abm-F# F#-Abm
It was all a dream, now we the dream team
Db-B B-Abm
Who trying to see us, you seeing things
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Hustle like I still pay rent man
Db-B B-Abm
Got a chest full of heart no tin man
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Uhh..Kha Kha Khaled I’m fed up,
Db-B B-Abm
flow wake the dead up
Weezy
[Usher]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
yeah how bout I been in this been breakin records since ‘9-4
Db-B B-Abm
so I aint gotta brag about records that I’ve broke
Abm-F# F#-Abm
records that I hold
Db-B B-Abm
and records that I’ve sold
Abm-F# F#-Abm
and I’m fed up with these niggas relieving my lingo (yeahhhhh)
Db-B B-Abm
don’t bite the hand of your provider
Abm-F# F#-Abm
cause man if I aint influenced you you a liar
Db-B B-Abm
I’m on fire you just a biter you need to wake up and realize
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
(feat. Usher, Young Jeezy, Rick Ross, Drake, Lil’ Wayne)
Some beats, a few beats missing for one verse, so if you figure it out, please let
me know so I can update it. But this makes a good beat in the chorus and verses:)
[Intro]
Ab Abm E
DJ Khaled, oh
the streets is fed up (who else nigga?)
F# Ab
we fed up (we the best) B
the runners, usher talk to em
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 1]
[Young Jeezy]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I am absolutely positively on my grizzy
Db-B B-Abm
even though I’m sick and I’m tired I gets busy
Abm-F# F#-Abm
started a 62 but it ended up a frisbee
Db-B B-Abm
and me I like to sit at the stove until I’m dizzy
Abm-F# F#-Abm
ball so hard it’s like I brought the game with me
Db-B B-Abm
left my glove so white you thought I brought jermaine with me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
Db-B B-Abm
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I got niggas tryna sue me bitches tryna do me
Db-B B-Abm
way these niggas actin you’d a thought they never knew me
Abm-F# F#-Abm
but these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me
Db-B B-Abm
I’m fed up probably why I’m actin like the old me
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 2]
[Rick Ross]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
I’m sick and tired of you suckas so now I’m fed up
Db-B B-Abm
somebody catch the chain I’m bout to tear his head off
Abm-F# F#-Abm
shorty bendin over know I’m bout to tear it up
Db-B B-Abm
before you let your top back get your bread up
Abm-F# F#-Abm
made history but now we claimin victory
Db-B B-Abm
get ya out the white house go back to your efficiencies
Abm-F# F#-Abm
suckas feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
Db-B B-Abm
like IRS you wonderin what I’m makin yearly
Abm-F# F#-Abm
let them brown bags circulate (stack) so I perpetrate (never)
Db-B B-Abm
we shining in the bottom cause we down to twekalate
Abm-F# F#-Abm
lookin at the parking lot better get your mind right
Db-B B-Abm
I hope you fed up being broke because the times right (Ross)
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
[Verse 3]
[Drake]
Abm
Uh, me and Wayne was gettin high on em
E
he leaned over and told me just don’t retire on em
F#
and when they give ya they shoulders never cry on em
B
and when they love you to death just never die on em
Abm
and the question still remains
E
have I counted all the money that I’ve managed to obtain?
F#
niggas dedicating overtime to damaging my name
B Ab
and somehow I’m still the hottest mofucka in the game
[Lil Wayne]
Abm
I’m happy to be back man….
Abm
I’m tired of these haters
E
That’s why I go hard like A.C. Slater
F#
Weezy Baby here, y’all prenatal
B
I just get the beat and murk it out like Frado
Abm
Uhh I’m sick of being criticized
E
That’s why I’m higher than a star trek enterprise
F#
I do it big don’t get mad cuz you minimized
B
I keep a red flag case I get penalized..uh
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Its young money like you didn’t know
Db-B B-Abm
Stop playing I hit Drizzy with the give and go
Abm-F# F#-Abm
It was all a dream, now we the dream team
Db-B B-Abm
Who trying to see us, you seeing things
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Hustle like I still pay rent man
Db-B B-Abm
Got a chest full of heart no tin man
Abm-F# F#-Abm
Uhh..Kha Kha Khaled I’m fed up,
Db-B B-Abm
flow wake the dead up
Weezy
[Usher]
Abm-F# F#-Abm
yeah how bout I been in this been breakin records since ‘9-4
Db-B B-Abm
so I aint gotta brag about records that I’ve broke
Abm-F# F#-Abm
records that I hold
Db-B B-Abm
and records that I’ve sold
Abm-F# F#-Abm
and I’m fed up with these niggas relieving my lingo (yeahhhhh)
Db-B B-Abm
don’t bite the hand of your provider
Abm-F# F#-Abm
cause man if I aint influenced you you a liar
Db-B B-Abm
I’m on fire you just a biter you need to wake up and realize
[Chorus]
[Usher]
E Abm
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
B F# Abm
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
E Abm
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
B F# Db
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
E Abm
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
B F# Abm
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
E Abm B
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
E F#
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired
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