Fugees - Mista Mista Chords & Tabs

Mista mista - The Fugees
transcription par Bdav (bedot@hotmail.com)

INtro
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couplet
	Em		Em/D#          	Em/D		C#m/E
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       Mista mista   Can I get five dollars   So I can get something to eat

etc...

Em
Mista mista
Em/D#
Can I get five dollars
Em/D			C#m/E
So I can get something to eat
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Em
Hell no motherfucka
Em/D#
You can’t get no money from me
Em/D
Cause everytime I give you a dollar
C#m
You go get shot up with more and more needles    And you tell me that

Em		Em/D#
you’re drug free
Em/D	C#m/E
Drug free

Em
Mista mista
Em/D#
I haven’t ate anything for a week
Em/D		C#m/E
Can I get a quarter?


Em
Hell no motherfucka
		Em/D#
What can a quarter get you?
		Em/D
Nothing motherfucka
          C#m/E
You are just fucked up
          C#m/E
Off them fucked up drugs
          C#m/E
You know you need to leave alone
          C#m/E
But you keep telling me that

Em
you’re drug free
Em/D#
Motherfucka
Em/D				C#m/E
You ain’t drug free, you’re a fiend

	  Am	   D
And everytime      I try to help you
	G		     C
You pretend   as if    it’s okay
C
Then later on in the week
C					B7
You go back to shootin’ needles, to sniffin’
			B7
Oh my love my god but you told me you were

Em
drug free
Em/D#
Drug free
Em/D
You ain’t drug free motherfucka
C#m/E 				                      Em
So you damn well, can’t get no motherfuckin money for me ee e