Tonalité : E major•
Verse 1
E
G#
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
C#m
E
Nowhere, 'cause there's no
C#m
E
one like you left!
C#m
That's right
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Verse 2
E
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
E
Glocks popping,
bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
C#m
E
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
C#m
E
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
E
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!)
Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping
(Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit
Verse 3
E
G#
Evil spirits takin' over,
now they runnin' through my head
E
G#
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
E
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane, no,
it's Satan in the flesh
C#m
D
E
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
C#m
smoking on that death
E
D
E
Satanic holy ghost
Snort that holy dope
C#m
E
Infrared scope with that dot
G#
right on your throat
C#m
E
I'm that scarecrow in the corner,
C#m
E
welcome to my crucifix ion
C#m
E
Grave yard living, murder itchin',
C#m
don't be superstitious
G#
E
Demons got my back,
I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
F#
Suicide's exciting,
C#m
now see?
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Verse 4
E
C#m
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
E
C#m
E
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
E
C#m
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
E
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper
Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole
Verse 5
E
I'd rather take a nap after I
turn a blunt to ash
Creeping cracker on the chronic,
feelin' like a velociraptor
Pull pullin' off the patch,
but I ain't takin' off the fucking mask
D
Dm
E
Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth
with the fucking gat's blast
Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more
G 59 where the beast's signs fine
Dm
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
E
Life gave me lemons,
but I want a fucking lime
C#m
E
Ain't got the time to die tryin'
Bitch, I know I'll die alone
Either in a ditch or on a throne
Either way,
in a pit I'm being thrown
Everything is nothing,
E
and I'm fucking decomposed
Verse 6
C#m
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
E
niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
E
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
C#m
E
C#m
niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
E
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
C#m
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
E
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
E
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
dropping, dropping
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