Kunci Gitar Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show)
$Uicideboy$
$Uicideboy$

N/A
Kunci: E major
Verse 1
D
D
F#
F#
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Bm
Bm
D
D
Nowhere, 'cause there's no
Bm
Bm
D
D
one like you left!
Bm
Bm
That's right
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Verse 2
D
D
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
D
D
Glocks popping,
bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Bm
Bm
D
D
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Bm
Bm
D
D
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
D
D
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!)
Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping
(Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit
Verse 3
D
D
F#
F#
Evil spirits takin' over,
now they runnin' through my head
D
D
F#
F#
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
D
D
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane, no,
it's Satan in the flesh
Bm
Bm
C
C
D
D
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
Bm
Bm
smoking on that death
D
D
C
C
D
D
Satanic holy ghost
Snort that holy dope
Bm
Bm
D
D
Infrared scope with that dot
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F#
right on your throat
Bm
Bm
D
D
I'm that scarecrow in the corner,
Bm
Bm
D
D
welcome to my crucifixion
Bm
Bm
D
D
Graveyard living, murder itchin',
Bm
Bm
don't be superstitious
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F#
D
D
Demons got my back,
I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
E
E
Suicide's exciting,
Bm
Bm
now see?
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Verse 4
D
D
Bm
Bm
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
D
D
Bm
Bm
D
D
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
D
D
Bm
Bm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
D
D
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper
Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole
Verse 5
D
D
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
C
C
Cm
Cm
D
D
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
Cm
Cm
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
D
D
Life gave me lemons,
but I want a fucking lime
Bm
Bm
D
D
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,
D
D
and I'm fucking decomposed
Verse 6
Bm
Bm
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
D
D
niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
D
D
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Bm
Bm
D
D
Bm
Bm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
D
D
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Bm
Bm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
D
D
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
D
D
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
dropping, dropping

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