This song is from the album Cold World(2016), released on 09 September 2016. The vocals are by Big Scarr, the music is produced by BandPlay, and the lyrics are written by Big Scarr , BandPlay.
This song is originally in the key of G# 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.
This song is originally in the key of G# 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.
Original Key: G# 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] G#m Woah (Ayo, BandPlay) G#m Frozone www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] G#m Run through the game like I’m cheatin’ G#m Now I ball every season, you niggas talk shit from the bleachers (Phew, talk shit from—) G#m My bitch, she bad, she conceited G#m I cut niggas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches (Really be leeches) G#m Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces (Came with two pieces) G#m This life like a poster, this P go through pieces (P go through pieces) G#m Said he got motion, but that nigga greedy G#m Them young niggas catch you and turn into hitters (Turn into—) [VERSE ONE] G#m I used to the trap on the block, you ain’t seen G#m Trap nigga don’t give a fuck ’bout the four seasons (Runnin’ four—) G#m Straight eight the charger, high speed the police (Phew) G#m The city too hot (Phew), take a trip to Tahiti (Trip to Tahiti) G#m Water my neck and my Richard is Fiji (Water on) G#m I thumb through a check and my fingers start bleedin’ (My fingers start—) G#m Got all these drugs, I be high for no reason (High, high) G#m I hit from the back, she be creamin’ and screamin’ G#m Phew, Hellcat, fuck a Demon (Phew) G#m We the ones kill ’em, them niggas be timid (Them niggas be timid) G#m I went and got me a bag, I know that’s why they mad or I think the bitch is the reason G#m Ice on my teeth, she can’t see when I’m cheesy (Wow), can’t save her (Woah) G#m How I’ma stay me for Jesus? I’m playin’ G#m I just might show you some shit you can’t tell G#m Free all my niggas locked up with no bail (Locked up with no bail) G#m Uh (Uh), narcs hit the spot without ringin’ a bell (Ringin’ a bell) G#m Fresh off that shit and get rid of the scale (Get rid of the scale) G#m I was back on the block when I got out of jail (I got out of jail) G#m They try to get me, but them niggas fail (Them niggas fail) G#m Pray to the Lord and send niggas to Hell (Niggas to Hell) G#m I hit the road, don’t get shit through the mail G#m With vaccum seal bags just to cover the smell www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] G#m Run through the game like I’m cheatin’ G#m Now I ball every season, you niggas talk shit from the bleachers (Phew, talk shit from—) G#m My bitch, she bad, she conceited G#m I cut niggas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches (Really be leeches) G#m Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces (Came with two pieces) G#m This life like a poster, this P go through pieces (P go through pieces) G#m Said he got motion, but that nigga greedy G#m Them young niggas catch you and turn into hitters (Turn into hitters) [VERSE TWO] G#m Fill him up with them shots ‘fore he feel he was weezy (Go) G#m First time in Vegas, this shit gettin’ outrageous G#m So Icy the gang and we rockin’ out stages (Rockin’ out—) G#m Smokin’ exotic, my body feel lazy G#m If I’m on a beat, then you know I went crazy (You know I went—) G#m Slidin’ sincerely, widebody Mercedes (Phew) G#m Keep talkin’ my shit ’cause I know they can’t take it (Phew, I know they can’t take—) G#m Three hundred racks off of dice on the table G#m Remember them days when a nigga wasn’t able (Nigga wasn’t—) G#m We was just turnin’ them to haters G#m It’s crazy how niggas be switchin’, but that shit a favor (It’s crazy they hate) G#m Baccarat smell on my clothes and the paper G#m And recipe dark ’cause I’m smokin’ on flavor (Smokin’ on—) G#m Straight from South Memphis, we never had cable G#m And momma could barely put food on the table (Food on the table) G#m Now she want her a house in the Hills with the acres [CHORUS] G#m Run through the game like I’m cheatin’ G#m Now I ball every season, you niggas talk shit from the bleachers (Phew, talk shit from—) G#m My bitch, she bad, she conceited G#m I cut niggas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches (Really be leeches) G#m Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces (Came with two pieces) G#m This life like a poster, this P go through pieces (P go through pieces) G#m Said he got motion, but that nigga greedy G#m Them young niggas catch you and turn into hitters (Turn into hitters)
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