Kunci: D major•
Intro 1
D
C#m
D
F#m
D
Bm
Verse 1
I'm too drunk,
C
D
C
Bm
I'm too high to hear that fuck shit
D
C
Came to the club, yeah,
D
C
Bm
I'm on that fuck shit
G
Let them things blam, let them things blam
Bm
G
Let them things blam,
C
C#m
let them things blam
I'm too fucked up,
too turnt up I'm on fuck shit
Let them things blam,
C#m
My chopper filled up,
C#m
D
My handguns got extendos, let
G
Bm
I'm from Riverdale, full of young niggas
C
Ain't no OGs, just some young niggas
Sellin' weed
C
D
Shootouts, and some ecstasy
Bm
D
Them boys gone, them boys crazy,
most have lost their mind
Whole clique strapped up,
D
Above the law, hey my nigga,
C#m
D
I'm on my grind
C#m
D
Afraid of the dark,
Bm
so I'm forced to shine
G
Bm
G
Let them guns blam, bitch, you know I am
Bm
G
I go Kanye, Jay- Z H.A.M.,
C
Bm
this the Summer of Sam
Verse 2
G
Bm
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
G
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
Bm
G
C
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
C#
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
D
Bm
Friends turned to enemies,
C#m
Bm
C#m
enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees,
D
kill you and your best friend
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
Let them guns blam (bow)
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
Too turnt up on my block
Middle finger to the law, fuck a cop
Real nigga till my heart stop
That K will make your body rock
Verse 3
Bm
Won't stop 'til I see a body drop
G
Fuck 'round, get mollywhopped
Bm
Leave my shawty off the top
C#m
See my young niggas love to flex
Strapped up with that tech
Want beef, no talking,
C#m
Live with no regrets,
where you from shawty throw up your set
C#
Heard a nigga want me dead,
D
got a check on my head but I got too much respect
Bm
Pride, dignity, while you're hating
Bm
Waka goin' broke boy shittin' me
G
Let them guns blam, let them guns blam
Bm
C
C#m
This a 44 bulldog it cannot jam
Verse 4
D
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
C#
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
D
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
C#m
C#
Let them guns blam (F locka)
D
Friends turned to enemies,
enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees,
Bm
kill you and your best friend
G
Bm
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
G
Bm
C
Let them guns blam (bow)
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
Too turnt up on my block
G
Middle finger to the law, fuck a cop
C
Bm
Real nigga till my heart stop
G
Bm
C
That K will make your body rock
Verse 5
turn to my enemies,
my enemies turn friends
D
C#m
C#
Ain't talkin' about no pills nig ga,
Bm
D
we slide around with extends
Bm
C#
I'm ridin' 'round in this Benz
C#m
50 rounds in this mac
I put a price on your head and they gone
D
gun you down for them racks
Bm
Y'all niggas ain't totin' no straps
Y'all niggas don't want no war
Y'all niggas don't want my goons
C
Hangin' 'round by your front door
'cause you pop shit
G
Bm
Runnin' 'round like you got shit
Had my niggas all in your crib
Cause you runnin' 'round
C#m
Most niggas die cause
they switch sides
Bm
C#m
And do dumb shit when they get high
D
C#m
Cross me, it won't get by
D
Try to play it cool, and you'll get fried
C#m
D
All the real niggas on this side
Niggas shoot like Dirk do
C#
D
Every nigga that's 'round me
Bm
get real money and murk too
Verse 6
G
C
Bm
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
G
Bm
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
G
C
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
Bm
Let them guns blam (Flocka)
C
Friends turned to enemies,
Bm
enemies turned to friends
G
Bm
Eat you like some busy bees,
C
kill you and your best friend
C#
D
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
Let them guns blam (bow)
D
Bm
Let them guns blam (bow)
Bm
Too turnt up on my block
Middle finger to the law, fuck a cop
Real nigga till my heart stop
Outro 1
That K will make your body rock
Bm
Bm
G
Bm
G
Bm
C
Bm
G
Bm
G
C
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