Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
Ebm
B
Ebm
(Damn Chose)
Ayy, say, you can check the facts
Abm
Ebm
You know I ain't never
lied in a song
B
Ebm
Everything I talked about,
I actually did (DJ Chose)
Abm
Ebm
Woo, shout out T- Boy
B
Ebm
(Hard body) ayy Turn down your
Verse 2
Abm
gangsta, nigga,
Ebm
you just makin' music
B
He got a .30 we ain't
Abm
Ebm
never seen him use it
B
Ebm
Abm
All your friends be dead, nigga,
Ebm
B
you must fuck with Uzi
When it's 'bout that murder bitch I'm simil
Abm
B
Ebm
B
ar to Gucci (yeah)
Ebm
Abm
Bitch if you beefin' then
Ebm
Abm
we beefin' back
Ebm
B
Say he got a body don't believe him,
Abm
need a receipt with that
Ebm
Say he got them drakes, bitch,
Abm
Ebm
you lyin' where you keep 'em at?
B
Say you gotta body but you lyin',
Ebm
need a receipt with that
Abm
Wait you know we
Verse 3
Ebm
put shit in the grave
B
for playing games bitch (yeah)
Pull on side the whip and spray,
Abm
Ebm
B
fuck who he came with (yeah)
Abm
Real ape up out the jungle you
Ebm
B
can't tame this (bitch)
Nigga sweet as cookies call
Abm
Ebm
Abm
them Famous Amos
Ebm
Abm
Fuck with the opps then you gon' die
B
for who you hang with (yeah)
Abm
Ebm
T- shirt blood stains what the busi
B
Ebm
ness is? (what it is? Yeah)
Drop a diss,
Abm
Ebm
B
youngin hollerin' what the ticket is
Ooh, push that dick off in his bitch
Ebm
I don't care how you feel
Verse 4
Ebm
Ayy, turn down your gangsta,
Abm
Ebm
nigga, you just makin' mu sic
B
Abm
B
He got a .30 we ain't
Abm
Ebm
never seen him use it
B
Ebm
Abm
All your friends be dead, nigga,
Ebm
B
you must fuck with Uzi
Ebm
When it's 'bout that murder bitch
B
Ebm
B
I'm similar to Gucci (yeah)
Ebm
Abm
Bitch if you beefin' then
Ebm
we beefin' back
B
Say he got a body don't believe
Abm
him, need a receipt with that
Ebm
Say he got them drakes, bitch,
Abm
Gb
you lyin' where you keep 'em at?
Ebm
B
Say you gotta body but you lyin',
Verse 5
need a receipt with that
Abm
Ebm
Paid off them bodies if I murk
B
'em get a hundo
I'm on 75 with a .30 in the console
Abm
Ebm
B
Pop 'em from the three
Abm
I'ma pull up like Toronto
Ebm
B
Bitch I beat a murder charge I feel like
Abm
OJ in that Bronco
Ebm
B
Brand new Glocknine but I can
Ebm
Abm
shoot don't call me Rondo
Ebm
B
And I just added hollow tips them
bitches piercing just like Paul
Abm
Ebm
We throw them dirty sticks away just
Abm
so the murders never solved
Gb
Ebm
B
And I ain't never squash no beef
Ebm
so bitch your OG better not call
B
Ebm
Ayy, turn down your
Verse 6
Abm
gangsta, nigga,
Ebm
B
you just makin' mu sic
He got a .30 we ain't
Abm
Ebm
never seen him use it
Abm
All your friends be dead, nigga,
Ebm
you must fuck with Uzi
Ebm
When it's 'bout that murder bitch
B
I'm similar to Gucci (yeah)
Ebm
Abm
Bitch if you beefin' then
Ebm
we beefin' back
B
Say he got a body don't believe him,
Abm
need a receipt with that
Ebm
Say he got them drakes, bitch,
Abm
Gb
you lyin' where you keep 'em at?
Ebm
B
Say you gotta body but you lyin',
Ebm
need a receipt with that
B
Ebm
(Damn Chose
Verse 7
Abm
Ebm
Hard body
B
Ebm
DJ Chose)
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