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EST GEE, 42 DUGG – Ice Talk Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

EST GEE, 42 DUGG – Ice Talk Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

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This song is from the album Last Ones Left(2022), released on 08 April 2022. The vocals are by 42 Dugg , EST Gee, the music is produced by Helluva Beats, 42 Dugg , EST Gee, and the lyrics are written by Helluva Beats.
This song is originally in the key of D 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, ukulele or piano.

Original Key: D 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

  Dm Bb  
 Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)

 Yeah, yeah (Uh)

 Who got the ups on us? (Who got ups on us?)
 Strap across your shirt, like, nigga, buckle up (Helluva made this beat, baby)
 You can't miss, I send you on that hit, might die, you fuck it up

 Clip hold got like T trimmers, real street nigga, my money up
 Wave this bitch like, "Hey, what's up?"
 Soon as fat boy get close enough
 Niggas don't want bump, they punks, on IG, hope I post 'em up
 I talk to them bodies late at night when I be rollin' up
 They know it's us
 Gone with all that flaggin', bitch, you braggin', now I choke on bruh
  Dm                                          Bb 
 .40, that's the caliber, the magazine is seventeen
 Bb                                                    C
 I got this from Medellín, eighteen timеs thirty three
 C                                                  Dm 
 I hope he ain't sellin' drеams, might go back to mailin' ki's
 I don't want no good bitch, make Dugg bitch a felon, please

  Dm                                          Bb
 My wrist methamphetamine, you know this that ice talk
   Bb                                           C
 Hop out on foot, let pipe off, yellow tape, white chalk
 OT, gettin' this ice off
 Four hundred mails, every country town around, we beat it down
 Used to bag up pieces, sittin' up east listenin' to "Wipe Me Down"
 I know they don't like me now, your brother, sister, cousin

 Feds ever hit the house, put my shit in the oven

 They get cheaper by the dozen

 Roster grew to a monster

 We blow them choppers, bitch

 I don't know my alphabets

 Tell me, what come after rich?

 Play with us, we whackin' shit, claimin' shit, and stampin' shit

 Fuck y'all (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


 These niggas don't want beef with us, they IG killers

 We bendin' blocks in three rentals, I don't see niggas

 Keep drillin', bitch, we breed killers

 We elite spinners

 Big shiner, keep his heat with him, eat and sleep with it

 Wake up, bitch won't fuck the youngin from the front, go get that makeup

 To make sure all my niggas had a piece, I took a pay cut

 Ho gon' put this 'partment in her name, you need some pay stubs

 I'm crankin' my fake drugs, four hundred in eight months

 Ten with me like eight stuffed

 The driver like my idol, that's the only bitch I can't touch

 These niggas is not me, these niggas is not Gee

 Got blow pack, got roxys

 Got weed stems and boxed gin, I'm top ten


 Yeah, go catch one and get locked in

 Got out of line and get knocked in

 In my city, I'm top ten

 Number one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine

 With a white boy snortin' H lines

 In the side county, niggas can't find

 With a .45 on my waistline

 Like fuck niggas, I'm lit now

 Crossed over, I'm big slime

 I'm still slidin', I'm rich now

 Everybody gotta pick sides

 Took a risk to hold up my wrist high

 My lil' brother took six lives

 He a lil' nigga but look '"

 Can the opps say they didn't hide?


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