This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Producer: Travis Sayles , Khaled Rohaim,
Writer: Rance, J. White Did It, Michael Jackson , Polo G,
Original Key: A Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 120 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Am Lil Capalot, bitch, ha [VERSE ONE] Am Smooth criminal, Mike Jack Am And I still like to tote a .45 like Mike back Am Pull that TEC out just to make a statement Am He gon' need a body bag or a night sack Am He a bitch, he'll fold under pressure Am I can tell from his posture, man, he ain't really like that Am Mama told me, "I don't care if you scared Am Go in for the kill, if they try, you better fight back" Am We'll beat his ass if he try to throw the folks up Am What's all that shit you was sayin' like you was so tough? Am They gon' have to carry your mans if he approach us Am Creepin' in, that glizzy'll blam when we get close up Am Rich ass gangster, my gun match the color of my car Am Any sudden movemеnt and this bitch go, "Fah, fah" Am Bet I have him huggin' Allah Am I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm a thug, I'm a star www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] F Youngin' tryna clеar a crowd with the heat G When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat F He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased F G It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh F So you better look both ways, make your soul shake G Demons standin' in the doorway F Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way" E Tell me, Annie, are you okay? [VERSE TWO] Am Still on that bullshit, MJ Am Really one of the hottest, and I never dropped a mixtape Am All my life, had to risk take Am But if they come and try me, .40 kickin' 'til my wrist break Am Let anybody in this bitch play Am I'ma have my C's leave his ass in the ground with a stiff face Am Where I'm from, all the killers turn hood legend Am And they known through them blocks like Dikembe Am Totin' on something bigger than The Great Khali Am Thirty shots'll knock him down like Muhammad Ali Am Do the race, scratch off in a Trackhawk Jeep Am Catch him lackin', then it's R.I.P., bitch www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] F Youngin' tryna clеar a crowd with the heat G When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat F He was bangin' wrong 'til they found him deceased F G It's a whole lot of evil roamin' 'round in the streets, uh F So you better look both ways, make your soul shake G Demons standin' in the doorway F Tell me, Annie, are you okay? Screamin' out, "No way" E Tell me, Annie, are you okay?
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