Tonalità: E major
Verse 1
C
A
Am
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Em
Am
Killa! Baby!
F
Em
Dm
Kanye this that 1970s Heron flow huh?
F
C
Dm
G
Yeah let's speed it up
Verse 2
Am
Ayo street mergers I legislated
The nerve I never hated
On murders pre-meditated
F
Absurd! Absurd! I hesitated
Em
Observe: cock and spray
F
Am
Hit you from a block away
F
Em
Drinking sake on a Suzuki
Am
we in Osaka Bay
Playing soccer, stupid,
stay in a sucker's place
F
Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face
Em
She dealing with Killa so you
F
Am
F
love her taste
Em
She swallowing Killa
Am
cause she love the taste
I got brought up with crooking
Kitchen orders that I'm cooking
But got caught up with the jooks you
F
woulda thought I was from Brooklyn
Em
Am
It gets boring just looking
F
Em
Did like Bill Cosby,
Am
pouring in the pudding
Now the dashboard is wooden from
a hard-tangled grammar
grammar
Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner
banner
F
Em
Car game bananas
Am
My man Santana
F
Guns everywhere,
Em
Am
like the car came with hammers
Verse 3
Am
They trying to say he (down, down)
I hear niggas saying he
F
(down, but not out)
Em
But our flow is the truest
Am
F
The games in the nooses
Em
Our girls is the models
Am
G
Am
They coochies the juiciest
Verse 4
Am
Yeah, they say he (down, down)
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Em
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the world is mine
Verse 5
I treat bitches straight up,
like Simon Says
Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head
F
Em
Cop me Air Ones, hon,
Am
lime and red
F
Em
You got pets? Me
G
Am
too: mine are dead
Fox, minks, gators that's
necessary
Accessories,
F
my closet's a "Pet Sematary"
Em
Am
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo
I run scandals with savages
All my niggas get together
to gather loot
Bodyguard for what? Dog, I'd rather shoot
F
Em
I go to war, old Timbs,
Am
F
battered boots
Hand grenade,
Em
G
Am
goggles and a parachute
Ya'll don't even know
the name of my flip
It was "Touch Me,
Tease Me" when Case was the shit
You don't know bout the
F
Em
Am
cases I get:
Court case, briefcase,
Em
Am
suitcase, cases of Cris
Verse 6
Am
They trying to say he (down, down)
I hear niggas saying he
F
(down, but not out)
Em
But our flow is the truest
Am
F
The games in the nooses
Em
Our girls is the models
Am
They coochies the juiciest
Verse 7
Am
Yeah, they say he (down, down)
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Am
Em
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the
Verse 8
world is mine
Am
Ayo you dealing with some sure shit
My bitches pure thick
F
Play razor tag, slice ya face, you're it!
Em
Am
It's I who come by drive-thru
F
Gator-toed Mauri, Mauri, Mauri,
Em
G
Am
three quarters, sky blue
Look at mami: eyes blue,
5'2"
F
I approached her "Hi boo, how you?
Em
Am
F
Pony skin Louis? Oh, you fly too
Em
Am
You a stewardess? Good ma,
I fly too"
Now a nigga got baking to bake
Harlem Shake? Nah,
I'm in Harlem shaking awake
F
Em
Shaking to bake, shaking the Jakes
Am
F
Kill you, shoot the funeral up and
Em
Am
Harlem Shake at your wake
Just ya picture though,
you still taped in a lake
I'm laughing; you
couldn't wait to escape
F
Em
For anyone who owed the dough,
Am
I had to load the fo
F
Am
I hoped a nigga heard when
I said "I told you so"
Verse 9
Am
They trying to say he (down, down)
I hear niggas saying he
F
(down, but not out)
Em
But our flow is the truest
Am
F
The games in the nooses
Em
Our girls is the models
G
Am
They coochies the juiciest
Verse 10
Am
Yeah, they say he (down, down)
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Am
Em
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the world is mine
Outro 1
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Em
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