Livin' Loc'd accords par 
Boss 
N/A
Key: F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
Gb
Yo, man, fuck that, man
Fm
E
Fm
Niggas be on some real bull shit
Yo, I'll bust that nigga ass,
get the fuck outta here
Yo, what the fuck is up, bitch?
Where the fuck you been at, man?
Verse 2
Fm
Yo, man word is bond niggas
Gb
Fm
in here be frontin'
C
Ab
niggas can't get off that ol' bullshit
Fm
Ab
Word up, man, fuck that, knahmsayin'?
Fm
Yo, I'm muh'fuck
Verse 3
C
Fm
in' sticky fuckin'
Ab
Fm
fingas, knahmsayin'?
Fuck that,
and this motherfuckin' bitch Boss
C
Fm
Gb
And word is bond I want you to tell
Ab
these mother fuckers
Fm
E
Fm
How we liv in' Boss, tell 'em
E
Broke
Verse 4
Fm
as a goddamn joke
Ab
Up in Detroit and once again
Fm
I'm just a few short
Couple of hundred bucks,
Ab
so fuck the rent
My share of that shit got spent
Bbm
Ab
on some Newports
Fm
So yankin' many motherfuckers
is my new sport
Ab
I'm ready to blast and kill
Verse 5
Fm
for a rap deal
Fuck the landlord and the gas bill,
we don't give a fuck
We sickin' shit of livin' shabby
Ab
C
Fm
Waited un til my cash got right
Ab
then took a flight to Cali
Db
Off into the night,
Verse 6
Gb
Ab
me and Dee up into mo' hell
Fm
Got into some shit be fo' we
even reached the hotel
Fuck the dumb shit,
gotta get rich at the same time
'Cause niggas steady
Verse 7
throwin' up they gang sign
Ab
Fm
Ab
Fm
No loot, no more palm trees,
no more calm breeze
But it's cool,
these bitches 'bout to slang ki's
C
Ab
So on my hip goes a pager, ? major
Fm
Ab
E
It's two bad be havior bitches
Ab
Gb
that got gangsta flavor
Verse 8
Fm
Db
Fm
See a punk, kill a punk and
then we mug 'em quick
Out to get paid,
Ab
motherfuck this strugglin' shit
Bullshit's nothin' to a
Fm
bitch with no emo tions
Ab
Tell 'em how the fuck you livin',
Fm
C
I'm livin? like loc'd
Verse 9
Fm
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
C
E
Fm
Livin' loc'd,
C
Ab
Fm
bitch niggas get smoked
Gb
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin',
Fm
E
livin' loc'd
Fm
Ab
Livin' loc'd, motherfuckers
Verse 10
Ab
Bbm
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
Db
E
Fm
Livin' loc'd,
Ab
Gb
bitch niggas get smoked
Bbm
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
Fm
E
And all the bitch ass niggas
Fm
E
Ab
can suck my dick
Verse 11
Ab
Bbm
Ebm
Buck, buck, then I let the trigger loose
Eb
Gb
Ab
Fm
Mother fuckers better duck,
C
Ab
but it ain't no god damn duck duck goose
Fm
C
Haven't you heard of this murderous
Bbm
Ab
bitch crawl in' slow?
And puttin' lead to the head
Fm
Ab
of my foes on the down low
C
'Cause
Verse 12
Ab
all we got we fuckin' tooken it
Db
Fm
E
Got ourselves a buck and now we roll it,
Fm
Ab
fuck footin' it
Fm
Cruisin' down the 'shaw,
C
Fm
Ab
Gb
smokin' joints 'cause we blaze weed
Down to [Incomprehensible] spot
Fm
Cluckers kickin' in their
Ab
Daisies 'n shit
Verse 13
Fm
Ab
'Cause niggas'll never drop the dirt
Fm
Do we're layin' niggas on they back
Ab
Then actin' like we never
Gb
even fuckin' knew ya
Ab
Un load the clip off in your chest,
take a deep breath
Db
Fm
God damn,
Ab
what a motherfuckin' bloody mess
Gb
Sleep
Verse 14
Db
in' on benches,
Gb
Ab
Gb
turned us into roguest bitches
E
We jumpin' fences from the feds
Db
Ab
Gb
Db
through puddles and ditches
Bbm
Goin' out, don't give a
Ab
fuck if I get smoked
Fm
Yo, at least I'm goin' out loc'd
Verse 15
Ab
Gb
Fm
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
Livin' loc'd, livin',
Ab
Fm
Db
C
livin' loc'd
Fm
C
Fm
Bbm
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
C
E
Fm
Liv in' loc'd, livin',
Ab
Db
livin' loc'd
Verse 16
C
Ab
Livin' loc'd, livin',
Db
Fm
E
livin' loc'd
Fm
Livin' loc'd,
Ab
Db
B
bitch niggas get smoked
Fm
Abm
Livin' loc'd
Verse 17
Abm
Ab
And for any bitch beefin' then
Fm
Ab
the Boss will have to put a
Fm
Ass full of my foot for fuckin'
Ab
with the butchers
Fm
Ab
Fm
Fuck next, steppin' with gauge upon my hip,
Ab
weapon
Fm
Ab
Nine double m's for the 187
Gb
Fm
'Cause I'm nothin' but a mag totin' bitch,
smokin' fifty bags
Fm
Eb
Rollin' niggas up like the mother
Gb
Db
fuckin' zig za g
Verse 18
E
Fm
Understand this bitch never ? mine
Fm
Or catch two in to your
chest with the Tec 9
E
'Cause ever since the days of way back
I never played,
you let the gat go rat a tat tat tat
Verse 19
I fill gats, so how the fuck you figure, nigga
Put you in kill range 'til you feel
pain from the trigga, nigga
When gangsta bitches just can't cope
niggas are gettin' smoked nine trey and forever,
livin' life loc'd
Verse 20
It's the motherfuckin' Boss
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