Highs And Lows: accordi di
Conejo
Conejo

N/A
Tonalità: A minor
Verse 1
Am
Am
I never fucked anybody over in my life,
F
F
didn't have it coming to me, you got that?
All I have in this world
Dm
Dm
is my balls and my word,
Am
Am
and I don't break them for no one,
you understand?
F
F
You hear that? Scarface
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Dose S .K. Mom
Am
Am
The official command is in my hand
Estrella 21st on the corner
F
F
I stand I'm gone, EJ 36 O's
When I'm solo on the track,
Dm
Dm
you know that it goes
Am
Am
Ghost man, got you captivated
Addicted to the lane that alone I created
C
C
F
F
From Magnum Carter,
Am
Am
the Magnum Opus
Dm
Dm
From the depths of hell,
ain't lost no focus
Am
Am
23rd in Cuba, pumping gas
In the front seat of chopper
in a black ski mask
F
F
So look up, it's your through the lens
Boy active with the biz,
Dm
Dm
he got 30 friends
Am
Am
That's ringside, ringside,
to all of the murder
Homie killed them on the spot,
next to his burner
F
F
Dm
Dm
The shards of meth are for you to serve
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Bout to run up in his tavern,
resurge this wound
Am
Am
How's your nose?
How's your nose?
That's the mind state of
one who knows
F
F
When supreme are at war,
it's to subdue the enemy
Dm
Dm
Without even fighting
Am
Am
If you test me, I let them go
Blow a hole in your back,
C
C
now there he goes
F
F
Boom, boom, yeah, decomposed
Am
Am
Homie, I'm just spittin' facts
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
about the highs and lows
Roll up in the Cutlass,
two hoes in the door
It's the white Cortez,
get out, spit on the floor
F
F
It's nothin', this a gangster's life
There's no way to tell if
Dm
Dm
I be killed tonight
Am
Am
Cause I'm fit bad, and I'm thirty -nine
I'm two -seven, twenty -fifth on mine
F
F
And I'm two -eight,
from the Westside H
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Hoist on G -Rams when I hit the stage
Am
Am
Evasive, when they comin' at me
It's a bust out the window
of their hybrid caddy
F
F
Dm
Dm
Laquilo, Salas, stay mov in', jale
F
F
You a un dercover fed,
Dm
Dm
what you talkin' bout, chale?
Am
Am
Move it, come, it's an urban district
Muerto fino, in case you missed it
F
F
Dm
Dm
I'm lawless, till the wheels fall off
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
The sky filled with devil
when I'm takin' off
Am
Am
Highs and lows, highs and lows
That's the mind state of
one who knows
F
F
Don't you know?
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
Warfare's based on de ception
Am
Am
If you test me, I'll let them go
Blow a hole in your back,
C
C
now there he goes
F
F
Bodo, yeah, decompose
Am
Am
Homie, I'm just spitting facts
Dm
Dm
about the highs and lows

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