King Back: accordi di
T.i.
T.i.

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Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
[Excerpt from "Sting
Dm
Dm
of The Serpent"]
And the prophecy read that
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One day like the phoenix rose
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Dm
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C
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Dm
from the ashes
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Dm
Dm
That a boy will be born unto
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Dm
Dm
a family in the slums
This boy will go on and use
the knowledge that he gains
While fighting for survival
in the streets
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C
To become a crack leader
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Dm
And in time that boy will grow to become King!
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Dm
Dm
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Dm
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Bb
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[Verse 1]
Gm
Gm
Time to ride nigga (Just Blaze!!)
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Dm
I welcome you and get acquainted
with the youngest in charge
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Dm
Dm
Respected from East to West like
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he was running the mob
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Dm
Dictating,
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ain't taking orders from no one but God
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Dm
I know you niggas is broke 'cause
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Em
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I know what you charge
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Dm
Them niggas wishing for a Phantom
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it's one in my garage
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Dm
It's black as legary right
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next to the black Ferrari
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Dm
You niggas ain't getting money
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Dm
Dm
off of rapping I'm sorry
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Dm
Dm
Fuck the rep went and spent
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60 large on a Harley
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Dm
'Cause where he stay
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10,012 feet not hardly
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Dm
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Now you see that we ain't able to compete,
now are we?
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And pardon me I'm giving you
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the Westside story
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Dm
Of the A, where I stay and niggas
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stay down for me
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Dm
You want to play,
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have you gay niggas lay down for me
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Dm
And get a order for killers
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to spray rounds for me
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Dm
Competition, you ain't considered; you rapping,
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you bore me
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Dm
You reppin the A horribly
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Must I say more importantly
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[Chorus: x8]
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Dm
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The
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Dm
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Em
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Em
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king back!
[T.I.]
Dm
Dm
Hey, man y'all niggas got me way too fucked up,
you understand that?
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What you need to do is homeboy
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Dm
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Dm
Dm
You need to go back and grab
I'm Serious you know
You need to get familiar with Dope
Boys and see where
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C
all these niggas got they style
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Dm
See where that trap shit came from
Then you need to graduate to mother
fucking in the Streets Vol.1- 3
Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got
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locked up for a second
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Bb
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C
Dm
Dm
Then grab Urban Legend and now
to bring you up to speed
[Verse 2]
Who knew you could fit on your wrist
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C
a whole pound of diamonds
Dm
Dm
I'm number one on the list while
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C
you clowns are climbing
Dm
Dm
Wishing to be in positions that
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you found that I'm in
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Dm
Since you niggas do what it say I'm
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world renowned than sign me
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Dm
If Jay handled the clay
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and around the time
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Dm
I delivered a bad day when
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4 5's were spiraling
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Dm
I care the least about police
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and the fireman siren
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Dm
Ambulance ain't goin' stand
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a chance in reviving
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Dm
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DOA amend the beef will cease upon
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Dm
my arriving
Paramedics yell clear and
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your flat line silent
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Dm
You ain't ready for out here
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'cause the lifestyle violent
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Dm
You think you is,
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you must be living on Fantasy Island
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Dm
Your mammies mad,
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Dm
Dm
get your ass wiped out like Thailand
Hit my phone and got what left and
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hit the three while you following
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Dm
You say you want to release
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and go to war with the finest
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Dm
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Need you be reminded, want it with Your Highness?
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[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Dm
Dm
Hey man I know y'all niggas
still in the trap everyday
Dm
Dm
Still man I know y'all don't see nothing
but the projects nothing but grits
But listen
Dm
Dm
Make no mother fucking mistake man
I still will shoot up my mother fucking self,
AK and
Dm
Dm
45 nigga on side nigga
And come see 'bout
niggas you understand
But I don't want to do that 'cause
I respect that shit y'all doing
I started that shit
I made that shit cool
I made these niggas want
to be you nigga
Nigga respect this shit!

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