This single was released on 31 October 2019.
Scale: C# Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 94 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] C#m 21 C#m I feel like the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper C#m The biggest smoke blower C#m Put a motherfuckin' chimney on my stick [VERSE ONE] C#m Brand new MAK-90 with the drum attached (Drum) C#m You a shit talker, we got drums for that (On God) C#m Tryna fist fight? Boy, you dumb for that (Stupid) C#m You gon' get a bullet in your lung for that (Stupid) C#m Draco get to kickin' like Liu Kang (21) C#m F&N on me in the Mulsanne (Straight up, straight up) C#m Glock 19 in the Blue Flame (Straight up, straight up) C#m I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang (On God) C#m 21 immortal, we'll never die (21) C#m Loyal to my brothers (Yeah), I'll never lie (On God) C#m Call me bird dog 'cause I cheat and I'm fly (Straight up) C#m And I love winnin', I'm upset if it's a tie (On God) C#m Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor (Yeah) C#m Let's go blow for blow (Yeah), let's go toe to toe (Straight up) C#m When it's time to battle, they don't never ever show (21) C#m When it's time to battle, I'm the first one at the door (21) C#m At the door with a Draco C#m Don't nobody move, I don't wanna have to blow C#m Rappin' ass niggas get spinned at they show C#m That's why I need some help, I got a fetish for the smoke C#m It get fatal in the bottom, used to rumble in the den (21) C#m Hit him with a combo, gotta finish him (21) C#m AK make you frown since you think you wanna grin (Straight up) C#m Seems like all the models just be fallin' in my DM's (Yeah) C#m Coolant on the TEC, it get hot like Scorpion (Hot) C#m I'll burn his ass, lil' buster C#m You thought it was straight, I got some chemicals in this magazine C#m I'll perm his ass (Mark ass nigga) C#m Wanna be a gangster, but he misguided (Bitch) C#m I'll learn his ass (On God, nigga) C#m He went against me and they called -C#m-C#m (21) C#m They had to infirm' his ass (You gon' be next, nigga) C#m "How many tops you done got popped?" Whole bunch C#m "How many times you ran from the smoke?" Nigga, not once C#m Eastside nigga fuckin' all the hoes, and I love guns C#m Ain't no fucking diamonds in my mouth, nigga, these gold fronts C#m And we known to handle all the business, nigga, ASAP C#m Had her at the slaughterhouse, how the fuck you cape that? C#m Ain't no body shots, nigga, you know I told him face that C#m Now he in the ocean, heard they hit him in his wave cap C#m You took your shot and you missed it (21) C#m I just beat it up and you kissed it (Ugh) C#m Took the rap game and I milked it (Yeah) C#m Took the rap beef and I killed it C#m Neck all froze like Sub Zero, dawg (Straight up) C#m He wifed a thot, he a hero, dawg (Straight up) C#m All I care about is my dinero, dawg (On God) C#m Only thing I'm chasing is dineros, dawg (Straight up) C#m Dread-headed killer like Cyrax (21) C#m Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew) C#m Nah, fuck that, only thing scare me is a rat (Snitch) C#m Slaughter Gang, pick your poison, dagger or the axe (Straight up) C#m Stand-up guy, they respect my mind (On God) C#m If you foul out, get a tech', my nine (Straight up) C#m If you ain't a hundred, don't text my line (Lil' bitch) C#m If you know you hatin', don't check my Live (Snitch) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] C#m You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal C#m Ain't nothin' changed, I'll slaughter your daughter C#m She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter C#m I had a threesome, then I flushed the rubber down the toilet C#m She tried to give me head, it was boring C#m Codeine got a nigga snoring C#m I wonder if she would've slept with the poor me C#m Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef [VERSE TWO] C#m Chopper cut you up like Kitana (Ching-ching) C#m My chopper in the band, it's a drummer (Drumroll) C#m Russell Westbrook, I was strikin' like the Thunder (Woah, woah) C#m You was somewhere runnin' 'round whinin' to your mama (21) C#m Y'all play conservative, we gon' send a blitz (Straight up) C#m I'm the type to catch a tech', foul, hit him in his shit (On God) C#m He think he a made man, hit him in the head (Pussy) C#m Don't you try to run now, hit him in the leg (Rraow) C#m People wanna say the stuff I say, but they be scared (Pussy) C#m Jab turn a lightskin pretty boy red (21) C#m It's a fatality if you try to handle me (Yeah) C#m Real top shotta, don't you ever try to ramp with me (On God) C#m Got enough bullets that could kill your whole camp with me (Rrah) C#m I was bad as hell in school, they even tried to counsel me (21) C#m I don't like to talk, don't you try to tongue-wrestle me (On God) C#m And my block good, you'll never get the best of me (Straight up) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] C#m You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal C#m Ain't nothin' changed, I'll slaughter your daughter C#m She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter C#m I had a threesome, then I flushed the rubber down the toilet C#m She tried to give me head, it was boring C#m Codeine got a nigga snoring C#m I wonder if she would've slept with the poor me C#m Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef
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