Hiding: accordi di
Chief Keef
Chief Keef

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Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
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What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
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What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
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What do you want?
Verse 2
What do you want?
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Am
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I got choppers, I got gwala
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I got partners, send you to the doctor
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I got guns, singing like opera
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And my partners, they got money
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We ain't for nu'uh
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Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa
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What the fuck you doing,
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if you ain't getting money?
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Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
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And we sliding,
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bitch we ain't hiding
Verse 3
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I got my pistol, that's my issue
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My pistol get you, it got that grip too
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I shoot it at you, them bullets catch you
And now you're done,
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you couldn't wrestle
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All of these niggas, they pretenders
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Act like they with you,
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they out to get you
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So don't trust them, so
don't love them
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They want your spot,
they want your hustle
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You flex and they want your muscle
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Rings on all 10 hands and
they want your knuckle
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Bitches calling me, they want my time
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But I'm chasing all this
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money runnin'
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I got choppers,
Verse 4
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I got gwala
Am
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I got partners, send you to the doctor
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Em
Am
Am
Dm
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I got guns, singing like opera
Am
Am
Dm
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F
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And my partners, they got money
Dm
Dm
Am
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We ain't for nu'uh
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa
Dm
Dm
What the fuck you doing,
Am
Am
if you ain't getting money?
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
Dm
Dm
F
F
Am
Am
And we sliding, bitch we ain't hiding
Dm
Dm
What do you want?
Verse 5
Where
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are you going?
What you doing,
if you ain't getting money?
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I'm smoking ganja, I'm counting commas
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I got my llama, so nigga don't try us
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I'm blasting at you, I'm
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laughing at you
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Flexing throwing cash up on your bitch
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And throwing cash up at you
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I threw some cash up at you
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Cause you need to catch up
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You full of mayonnaise,
I'll let Nina red ya
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You in the red line,
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that's the dead line
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You ain't got my money on time
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Then that's your head mon
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Bumbaclottin', Rasta- rockin'
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Rastafari mothafucka, damn near lion
Verse 6
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I got choppers,
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Dm
I got gwala
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
I got partners, send you to the doctor
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
I got guns, singing like opera
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
F
F
And my partners, they got money
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
We ain't for nu'uh
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa
Dm
Dm
What the fuck you doing,
Am
Am
if you ain't getting money?
Dm
Dm
F
F
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
Dm
Dm
F
F
Am
Am
And we sliding, bitch we ain't hiding
Outro 1
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