Kunci: C minor•
Intro 1
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Eb
Cm
Verse 1
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I'm
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Ritchie, I'm
Ritchie boy, let's do it,
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Cm
let's do it, ha, ha
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Gm
Cm
F
You got the boy, the boy
G
Cm
Marley in the belly
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Eb
Cm
F
Yeah man, we be jammin'
Cm
Come through in the old
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Cm
In my trunk, is a cannon
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Cm
Eb
Cm
If it's funk, I leave no man standin'
F
Cm
Stop the streets of the soul like
Ressie
Hammond
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Cm
Go strong to the hole like
Ed
O 'Bannon
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Cm
In the sea with the lemons,
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Cm
just me and some women
Eb
Big bucks stretch the fuck out
Cm
they jeans and they denim
G
I always get my backing on,
Cm
yes I keep it cracking on
When it's funk I'm cracking domes,
G
Cm
block up and I'm smashing on
Yo, yo, they say they love you
cause they fear you, yo
G
Cm
Or maybe cause they hear
my record on the radio
G
Cm
Yo, yo, and if they ever try to play me, no
Cm
grab my tooth and let it go
Oh no, this ain't a love song,
Cm
This ain't a love song,
it's murder that I wrote
G
F
Cm
This ain't a love song,
Cm
This ain't a love song,
it's murder that I wrote
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Cm
Each blow cry nigga,
F
I smoke weed in the seaguy
Cm
Eb
Cm
Always on the road,
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Cm
F
Cm
keep what I need off in the geeze -eye
We send you off in
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Cm
F
Cm
E -I, you wretched little boy scum
Fuck you off nights over ice
F
Cm
and smoke an other blunt
F
Y 'all know me, real boy, I do it boy
Cm
Especially on that fluid,
guaranteed to fuck your mood, boy
Smith and
West, mad, him there in the
Cm
Every time you see me, you see three bad
Cm
G
Got connections with the cook,
Cm
and I smoke and grow cheese
Got two all -schools,
and they both on
Cm
Gordy's
I's a true, for real player,
know what hoes need
Leave blood clots leaking like
a fuckin' nosebleed
They say they love you
Cm
Or maybe cause they hear
Cm
Yo, yo, and if they ever try to play me, yo
I'll stop the music,
grab my tool and let it go
Oh no, this ain't a love song,
G
Cm
G
it's murder that I wrote
Cm
This ain't a love song,
it's murder that I wrote
F
Cm
This ain't a love song,
Cm
F
Cm
This ain't a love song,
Eb
Cm
F
Cm
it's murder that I wro te
Informer speak on
Mr.
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Marlenium, it's gonna be murder
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Oi, the
Don, doubt if a million would fully chop us off,
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yeah, and then we get further
F
Cm
D -Boys, crooked cop badmins,
Cm
If I hold the rocket launcher like
Cresadas,
Pakistan
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Cm
Boy, one love for nobody,
F
Cm
me got cuddies, fuck a friend and fuck a bitch
F
I kick her in the ass with psycho
Cm
Timberlands, understand
Cm
Kong with me, lay down me
Mack
Cannon
Bb
Cm
At the rate my mafia going,
Cm
CNN
For putting fire on
Pope
Babylon
Don't let no devils win
And don't let no suckers play
We fully kill you where you
They say they love you
cause they fear you,
G
Cm
Or maybe cause they hear
my record on the radio
Yo, yo, but if they ever try
to play me though
I'll stop the music,
grab my tool and let it go
Oh no, this ain't a love song,
Cm
This ain't a love song,
it's murder that I wrote
F
Cm
This ain't a love song,
it's murder that I wrote
Eb
Cm
F
Cm
Eb
This ain't a love song, it's murder that I wrote
Cm
Eb
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I'll
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