Biografia:
Eve Jihan Jeffers (Filadélfia, 10 de novembro de 1978) é uma rapper, cantora e atriz estadunidense. Eve começou sua carreira no grupo feminino adolescente EDGP, adotando o nome Gangsta. Depois disso, começou sua carreira solo com o alter-ego Eve of Destruction, no qual não obteve sucesso. Depois de conhecer Dr. Dre, produziu sua demo tape no estado da Califórnia. Em 1999, assinou um contrato com a gravadora Ruff Ryders Records.
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Uh, uh, uh, huh
Yo, yo
G#m F#
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
D#m E
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
G#m F#
Which one, pick one, this one, classic
D#m E
Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
C#m C#m
Why this, why that, lips stop askin
C#m C#m
Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
G#m F#
Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
D#m E
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
G#m F#
Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
D#m E
Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
G#m F#
Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
D#m E
Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
C#m C#m
Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
C#m C#m
None of you aint Gizelle, cat walk and imagine
G#m F#
Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
D#m E
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
[CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
G#m F#
They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy
D#m E
Shank up, haters wanna come after me
G#m F#
You aint a gangster, prankster, too much to eat
D#m E
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
C#m C#m
Now while you grittin your teeth
C#m C#m
Frustration baby you gotta breathe
G#m F#
Take alot more than you to get rid of me
D#m E
You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
G#m F#
Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
D#m E
Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
G#m F#
Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
D#m E
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
C#m C#m
Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
C#m C#m
All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
G#m F#
Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
D#m E
Huh, sick to your stomach wishing I wrote your rhymes
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
[Eve]
G#m
Let your bones crack
F#
Your back pop, I can't stop
D#m E
Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
G#m F#
Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
D#m E
Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
C#m C#m
Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
C#m C#m
Back track, think back, E-V-E
G#m F#
Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
D#m E
Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
G#m F#
Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
D#m E
Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief
G#m F#
Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
D#m E
'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
C#m C#m
Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
C#m C#m
Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
G#m F#
Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
D#m E
Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
Yo, yo
G#m F#
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
D#m E
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
G#m F#
Which one, pick one, this one, classic
D#m E
Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
C#m C#m
Why this, why that, lips stop askin
C#m C#m
Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
G#m F#
Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
D#m E
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
G#m F#
Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
D#m E
Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
G#m F#
Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
D#m E
Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
C#m C#m
Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
C#m C#m
None of you aint Gizelle, cat walk and imagine
G#m F#
Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
D#m E
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
[CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
G#m F#
They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy
D#m E
Shank up, haters wanna come after me
G#m F#
You aint a gangster, prankster, too much to eat
D#m E
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
C#m C#m
Now while you grittin your teeth
C#m C#m
Frustration baby you gotta breathe
G#m F#
Take alot more than you to get rid of me
D#m E
You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
G#m F#
Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
D#m E
Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
G#m F#
Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
D#m E
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
C#m C#m
Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
C#m C#m
All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
G#m F#
Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
D#m E
Huh, sick to your stomach wishing I wrote your rhymes
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
[Eve]
G#m
Let your bones crack
F#
Your back pop, I can't stop
D#m E
Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
G#m F#
Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
D#m E
Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
C#m C#m
Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
C#m C#m
Back track, think back, E-V-E
G#m F#
Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
D#m E
Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
G#m F#
Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
D#m E
Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief
G#m F#
Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
D#m E
'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
C#m C#m
Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
C#m C#m
Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
G#m F#
Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
D#m E
Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on
G#m F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m E
It's only been a year
G#m F#
Now I got my foot through the door
D#m E
And I aint goin nowhere
C#m C#m
It took awhile to get me in
C#m C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
G#m F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m E
Now let me blow ya mind
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