This single was released on 10 July 2020. It is originally in the key of C Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 75 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Original Key: C Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 75 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Cm Ab Cm Ab Gm . [VERSE] Cm Mane' this shit here crazy, stupid bitches say we killed my nigga Ab Say they caught him slipping, In south Memphis I was somewhere sick Cm Know how we get down & how we kick it, Fat you know the business Ab Gm Hand some up & down & up some guns this shit got kinda wicked Cm Now I'm out in traffic by myself, I don't know who to trust Ab This Glock got my back, draco with me clutching on every truck Cm Imma keep on smashin, keep yo name alive & post you up Ab Gm Bitches wanna fuck cuz I'm above my feelings, in my nuts Cm Swervin' through the city in this Scat, I got bout 50 on me Ab Opps tryna sick bitches on me, Carbon it got bout 60 on it Cm Ever since I lost Tadoe, been Crippin with the Kitchen Homie Ab Gm Cold heart Crippin, Like I'm Gunna, bitch I'm drippin on em Cm Trappin out a Vacant with no neighbor, tryna get it in Ab 357 came with shots, I'm tryna let off Cm The plug say he gon stop sending the bomb, we keep stretchin his friend Ab Gm Well little do he know, His ahh next when soon as we meet again Cm Jakes done hit my phone, like they just booked me for bout 20 racks Ab Chop that shit in half & send off a he send me 20 back Cm The streets say we got ether, keep on droppin' Ab Gm This shit here like crack & we the ones who started slimin' out with choppas in the scat Cm I know what it feel like, take this, make sure this pill right Ab Three to the chest, Cm to the neck, I bet that boy don't heal right Cm I keep popping all these pills cuz I like what it feel like Ab Gm & don't that I'm slippin', try yo luck you gon get killed twice www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Cm Uh-Ohhh, here come Mr. Shiesty I'm who they can't wait to see Ab Active I'm them streets, when shit go down they quick to say its me Cm Waitin' on my response, but all I got to say it keep it G Ab Gm Ain't so sense in speakin' on the dead but may he rest in peace Cm Can't change what they feel like, grab the drac, I dont feel right Ab Customizing Glocks like Call of Duty, What yo kills like? Cm Niggas havin' secret smoke they don't want to bring to the life Ab Gm Ain't putting them people in the biz, but we chopped her the same night Cm Can't compare us to them singing niggas, we the drill type Ab Been put down that basketball to go see what the field like Cm If I ever took from you before, I coulda did it twice Ab Gm Creepin through the night, I'm not a thief, but ill steal your life (BLRRRD,BLRRRD,BLRRRD) Cm You here that sound? That mean that came from us Ab Fuck this rappin shit, I'm quick as fuck to go get suited up Cm Its only Ab niggas that played with us, but then they knew whats up Ab Gm Cm Every time we found out where they be, we came through shootin' it up, On god (BLRRRD) www.chordzone.org Ab Cm & all you other niggas hoes, strapped with the shell catchers, 38 & snub nose Cm Ab I'm High speedin from helicopters, Police tried to block the road Ab Gm Cm If I pull over today, you might not see me till I'm old
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