This single was released on 19 November 2021. The vocals are by Freddie Gibbs , Jadakiss, the music is produced by Jadakiss , Freddie Gibbs, and the lyrics are written by Arianna Reid , Bizness Boi.
This song is originally in the key of E Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 88 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of E Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 88 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Freddie Gibbs , Jadakiss ,
Producer: Arianna Reid , Bizness Boi,
Writer: Jadakiss , Freddie Gibbs,
Producer: Arianna Reid , Bizness Boi,
Writer: Jadakiss , Freddie Gibbs,
Original Key: E Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 88 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Em . [VERSE ONE: Freddie Gibbs] Am Slammin', used to sleep on the floor with a Kel Tec Am Got a bag I can't bag yet because it's still wet Am Reaper man, I pay him a visit, ain't paid his bills yet Am Brain hemorrhage, blunt force trauma, I make him feel that Bm I wrap and seal that Bm Sent out the bricks that had the Nike Swoosh stamps, I'm just doin' it for the camp Bm Nigga showed 'em to the plug, now he shoppin' behind my back, uh Bm One thing about that bitch karma, she comin' back Am If you trappin', keep a strap close Am Nowadays, this shit became a trend to snake your homies out 'cause everybody backdoor Am But everybody Black, though Am I let the fiends catch a bеan, used to vomit off the secondhand crack smokе Bm Nigga got that PTSD from testin' the key Bm Gums numb, hope I didn't purchase work from the F E Ds Bm 'Cause every time I see the judge, it's like a scary movie Bm Fuck the court, real nigga can't do no jury duty Am Internet done altered this shit through a different game now Am I don't rap about dead opps, I let his name die Am Shame how they blackball Kane, they scratched my name out Am I pushed it longer than I expected to get my name hot www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em They wanna take me out this game like Sha'Carri Em Black Illuminati, touch Big Rabbit, streets need a body Em I got all of them leeches away from 'round me Em You ain't rich enough to get me hit, pussy, go up the bounty, uh [VERSE] Am Spend some cheese, bitch, chopper sing, bitch Am Brew him up, had him huggin' them EMTs, bitch Am Turn the witness to Stevie Wonder, ho, you ain't seen shit Am Youngins on a mando' slide, this shit routine, bitch Em Delta 88 with a cool knot in my tube socks Em Now I push the goons through the boondocks in the Countach Em Penthouse in the city, my bops givin' me rooftop Em Told 'em free my nigga G Weeder, ho, let the roots out Am You feel my energy, they gon' remember me Am Ain't never had a friend like me, your enemy my enemy Am Lambo crashed the whip and got plates in both shoulders Am If he didn't live through that accident, this shit could've been over, yeah www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em They wanna take me out this game like Sha'Carri Em Black Illuminati, afghan doggy straight off the poppy Em I ain't trust him, had to dust him like Christopher Moltisanti Em And it hurt my heart to hurt you, but nigga, streets need a body, yeah Em I don't house these hoes, bitch, get a hobby Em She ain't workin', then you ain't got a wifey, you got a Tommy, yeah Em I got all of them leeches away from 'round me Em Bulletproof the Escalade, I got iron like Robert Downey, nigga, yeah Fuck you lil' niggas (Uh) (Triple S exercise) Kane Kiss, haha It's what we do, nigga [VERSE] I don't do the Chrome Heart, I just do the home art You can catch a headshot or you can catch a dome dart Go ahead and put the kids to sleep, this the grown part 'Fore we knew what Billboard was, we had our own chart Strapped and they pull the car over, you take your own charge (Take that) I ain't never worked for nobody, I sold my own heart (That's right) Smoke a fat one in the back right in my own yard Playin' dominoes with my man, he in the boneyard Now I can pay for the jet right on my own card Niggas tryna go man on me, man, it's on, God Hand to hand with it, I ain't never played the phone, God Calisthenics and cardio, just tryna tone, God (That's it) Your man got the semi, but he ain't poppin' My youngin got the bricks in the hemi, and he ain't stoppin' Lil' extra in the beginning to get him coppin' (Uh huh) He ain't worried, 'cause if they get him, I get him Cochran (I got him) He know not to fuck with them bitches, they get him hot then (He know) Stay low, finish the work, he get a drop Benz (Yeah) They just wanna be around money, but they are not friends (Nah) Until you fall back from 'em, that's where the plot ends (Yeah) I've been reppin' the Apple since it was rotten (Mmh) When you a golden, you can never be forgotten (Never) They gotta ram it, you don't ever let the cops in (Never) I can have your funeral in the top ten (Woo) A lot of niggas are nice, but they are not him (Jada) It's really nothing that you can do to stop him (Hater) Call him the god MC just like Rakim (Woo) And he done took some L's, but yeah, he got wins Motherfucker
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