Tonalité : Eb major•
Verse 1
Fm
Kill 'em all,
Eb
Fm
let God sort 'em out
Giva fuck
Verse 2
[Sticky Fingaz] This is AK- 47, banana clip rap
Fm
Bloodstain your album cover
before it get wrapped
P- 89 your mind,
you won't forget that
Caught behind enemy lines,
you gonna get clapped
On chase got shot in the face
Nine niggaz, broad to nothin,
Eb
while the slug judged his fate
Fm
Shoulda got low 'steada tryna
flossin his cake
Reaction was slow, reflexes way too late
These are warzone niggaz, home
sweet home niggaz
Killers ain't afraid of nothin,
it's on niggaz
M- 14 your legs with one in your head
Put chumps to sleep,
lay 'em in deathbed
Verse 3
Gm
[Chorus] You get
shot up
Fm
Go in the hood you not from
You get shot up
Twenty- two shots'll leave you numb
You get shot up
Startin the beef with no gun
You get shot up
Eb
Blah! You get shot up, blah!
Gm
You get shot up
Fm
Leavin wit' bitches after
the club
You get shot up
Gm
Stuck at the light, sittin on dubs
Fm
You get shot up
Left for dead in your own blood
You get shot up
Blah! You get shot up
Verse 4
Gm
[Sticky Fingaz] You never
saw the nigga face
Fm
that was holdin the glock
You just heard shots then
the nigga next to you dropped
Til you seen blood you ain't even
know you got popped
Felt your body temperature
change from cold to hot
Left you for dead, you still alive,
count your blessings
In the middle of the street
holdin in your intestines
All they wanted was the money,
you had to be dumb
Jumped for the gun,
he blew off and punctured your lung
Gm
Fm
Your man came back and found you
scrollin on the pavement
Grabbed you in his arms and said "hold
on son you gon' make it!"
Your vital signs droppin,
your haloucinatin
"Somebody call the ambulance!"
Eb
If you live it's amazing
Gm
One still in your stomach,
Fm
two went through your chest
Your boy tellin you "don't talk son,
Gm
save your breath"
Fm
The more you walk to the light
the more it's hurtin less
You gettin nautious from
the smell of burnin flesh
Cryin to God, think he can hear you beg?
Tears in your eyes,
screamin "I can't feel my legs!"
You closer to death,
paramedics pumpin your chest
Blowin you breath,
Eb
you dyin but you under arrest
Gm
How it feel to see a man dead
Fm
knowin you next
I guess that's what niggaz meant
Gm
by blood in the x
Fm
Tryin to hang on but you gon'
wish you was dead
Cause if you live the rest of your
Eb
Fm
life it's in the fed s
Verse 5
[Chorus] You get
shot up
Gm
Fm
Go in the hood you not from
You get shot up
Twenty- two shots'll leave
Gm
you numb
Fm
You get shot up
Startin the beef with no gun
You get shot up
Eb
Blah! You get shot up, blah!
Gm
You get shot up
Fm
Leavin wit' bitches after
the club
You get shot up
Gm
Stuck at the light, sittin on dubs
Fm
You get shot up
Left for dead in your own blood
You get shot up
Gm
Blah! You get shot up
Fm
You get shot up, you get
Verse 6
shot up
Gm
You get shot up,
Fm
you get shot up
You get shot up, you get shot up
Eb
Gm
You get shot up, you get shot up
Fm
You get shot up, you get shot up
You get shot up, you get shot up
Eb
Fm
You get shot up, you get shot up
Eb
Fm
You get shot up,
Gm
Fm
you get shot up
Outro 1
Fm
Eb
Fm
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