Tonalité : Gb major
Verse 1
D
Ay yo, another exclusive,
A -Z,
Tony
Bm
D
Sunshine, let's thug it out, quiet
Bm
D
Bm
money
Cm
Bm
Let me spell it for ya,
I'm a baller like
Delahoya, you do reporter
D
Me, I'm sickin' my dogs on the drivers,
no daughters
I do got a few
Bm
D
Spanish supporters, I loan
When I first saw
Bm
Coke vanish in water, I'm all for the
Hand to hand, on the corners we dance
D
Before them boys had
a chance to land on us
Half
D
Bm
Latin, got it poppin',
D
now what's happenin'
Catch me out in the
Hamptons, that'll lower
Manhattan
Bm
D
Bm
Macarena, just gettin'
back from the
Cm
Caymans, they gamin'
Bm
D
It's that simple, I'm the last
Bm
D
Romanian in motion
Bm
Been coastin',
been across the
Mediterranean
D
Ocean
Bm
To me it's plain devotion, so
SOS don't stop,
SOS don't cop block
C
D
SOS inside,
SOS cop from
Poppy
SOS smokes his pop,
Bm
pose up like the
D
Nazis
Approach him not on both coasts,
Bm
he died deep
Support my niggas in sub -nords
D
Support my niggas that be holdin'
the streets down
Bm
Support my bitches that fuck
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
show love and let them guns
Bm
Support my niggas in sub -nords
D
Support my niggas that be holdin'
Bm
the streets down
Support my bitches that fuck
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
Bm
show love and let them guns go
Shuffle the deck, this is space,
leave the jokers in
D
What you expect, it ain't just music,
fast pokin' in
Bm
Cut you a check,
D
Bm
now the hood start closin' in
D
Fuck your respect,
Bm
you fuckin' with older men
D
Bm
Purchase a tech now, get you a road dog
D
In circles like a set now, cop you an old
Ford
Black the windows out,
Bm
D
Bm
build you a stash spot
D
Move like you in the
Bm
South, kick your ass shot
D
Bm
Farm to clap that, get ball,
get back, slap trap
D
Cause you wanna be large
Bm
like you some rap cat
D
Kickin' that killer shit,
Bm
D
Bm
project gorilla shit
Money's a magnet to all the madness
D
To all the crap shit that cause all the havoc
All ain't lavish till you shift and establish
Fully flip the switch to zip on the address
Bm
D
So all my niggas in sub -norms
Bm
So all my niggas that be
D
holdin' the streets
down
Bm
So all my bitches that go
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
show love, and let the guns
Bm
D
So all my niggas in sub -norms
Bm
D
So all my niggas that be
holdin' the streets
Bm
You know what it is,
and my bitch is a fool
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
Bm
show love and let them guns go
Nothin' is sincere, real niggas,
they sense fear
D
You can't but pit here,
just dis the list here
Washed and fenced here,
Bm
parked and fenced here
D
Corpsed up, tossed in the trunk,
Bm
the same bitch
Bm
Get your mind right, get your con tight
D
Fuck the limelight and fuck
if you rhyme nice
Bm
D
Less impression and more direction
And you too can stack your paper
Bm
like a concession stand
Bm
It's all fact, nothin' second hand
In all black,
D
Bm
D
nigga stand like the fuckin' man
Bm
D
Give me a few and I'll show you
Bm
just how to cut your cramps
D
Bm
D
Bm
And that one is on me, no fee
D
So all my niggas is up now
Bm
D
So all my niggas that be
holdin' the streets now
Bm
So all my bitches that fuck
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
show love and let the guns
Bm
D
So all my niggas is up now
Bm
D
So all my niggas that be
holdin' the streets now
Bm
You know what it is,
my bitches at fuck
D
Get up, stand up, stand up,
Bm
show love and let them guns go
you
As-tu aimé la chanson ?
AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsD Bm Cm
Plus de chansons de Az
Découvrez des accords pour jouer plus de chansons
Chansons associées
Découvrez des accords pour jouer plus de chansons
4.8
Accords populaires dans le monde entier
Accords et tablatures les plus joués par tous les utilisateurs