Die Young: accordi di
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch

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Tonalità: E minor
Intro 1
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I ain't tryna die young,
Verse 1
so I gotta ride with one
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Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
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He ran down on a nigga,
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that's a shotta, shotta
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Cold hearted nigga with that
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blocka, blocka
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Gotta keep it on me,
I don't wanna die young
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I rather be judged by twelve,
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than carried by six
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I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
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Tell me, why the legends
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always gotta die quick?
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When I'm in traffic
Verse 2
gotta slide
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with the beam on me
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'Cause I keep 'bout ten racks
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bussin' out the jeans on me
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Niggas be hatin', I'm rich,
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it's all about the cream homie
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If I ever get caught lackin',
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they gon' slide
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Ever since I got the Rollie, I
ain't got the time
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Flawless diamonds,
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niggas can't never block the shine
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They know I'm ballin' in the
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city like DeRozan
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Gotta keep my niggas 'round me,
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I can't do the wrong friends
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I was knockin' down walls,
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now they closin' in
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Hopped off the porch,
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and then I hopped inside the Porsche, ayy
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Fuck bein' the side nigga,
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I'ma be the main course
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Whipped the Rolls like a young
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nigga made for it
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I ain't tryna die young,
Verse 3
so I gotta ride with one
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Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
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He ran down on a nigga,
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that's a shotta, shotta
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Cold hearted nigga with that
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blocka, blocka
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Gotta keep it on me,
I don't wanna die young
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I rather be judged by twelve,
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than carried by six
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I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
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Tell me, why the legends
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always gotta die quick?
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Tryna get my bag,
Verse 4
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I had to go and make it happen
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Me and my dogs,
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we was bussin' out them bandos
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Count out them hunnids then we
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throw it in the mattress
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Wrap it in plastic, and throw it in the attic
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I be in the streets nigga, I stand ten toes
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Any nigga in my situation
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woulda been fold
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We was trappin' out the basement,
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made it back tenfold
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Gotta stay out the way,
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that's why I'm always on it, tenfold
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We was fighting fed cases,
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remember I was 2 and 0
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Nigga was fightin' the pressure,
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sippin' syrup, I was movin' slow
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I was down below, but still,
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I always kept my head up
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Nigga gotta get my bread up,
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I don't wanna die young, no, no, no
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I ain't tryna die young,
Verse 5
so I gotta ride with one
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Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas
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He ran down on a nigga,
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that's a shotta, shotta
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Cold hearted nigga with that
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blocka, blocka
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Gotta keep it on me,
I don't wanna die young
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I rather be judged by twelve,
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than carried by six
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I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
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Tell me, why the legends
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always gotta die quick?

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