KOD: accordi di
J. Cole
J. Cole

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Tonalità: F major
Verse 1
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Go, go, go
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Go, go, go
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Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Verse 2
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
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Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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Wow, niggas been
Verse 3
crampin'
my style
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Blowin' my high,
they want a reply
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The number one question is, "How?"
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How does it feel now that you on?
How much you worth? How
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big is your home?
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How come you won't get
a few features?
I think you should? How 'bout
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I don't?
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How 'bout you just get the
fuck off my dick?
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How 'bout you listen and never forget?
Only gon' say this one time,
then I'm dipped
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Niggas ain't worthy to
be on my shit
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Haven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tip
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Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic
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No tip-toein' 'round 'round
it, my shit is gigantic
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It's big as the fuckin' Atlantic,
I'm lit, bitch
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This is
Verse 4
what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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D
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
Bb
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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How I grew
Verse 5
up,
only few would've loved
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'Member I got my first view of the blood
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I'm hangin' out and they
shoot up the club
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My homie got pharmaceutical plug
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I smoke the drug and it
run through my vein
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I think it's workin' it's
numbin' the pain
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Don't give a fuck and I'm
somewhat insane
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Don't give a fuck and I'm
somewhat insane
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Yeah, at this shit daily,
sipped so much Actavis
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I convinced Actavis that
they should pay me
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If practice made perfect,
I'm practice's baby
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If practice made perfect,
I'm practice's baby
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Platinum wrist ridin' in back
like Miss Daisy
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Platinum disc and I own masters,
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bitch, pay me
Y'all niggas trappin' so lacksiyal daisy
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My nigga sell crack like it's
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back in the '80s
Know a young nigga, he acting'so crazy
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He serve a few packs and he
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jack a Mercedes
He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies
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He don't give a fuck if them
crackers gon' hang him
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Bitches been askin',
"Where have you done lately?"
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I stacked a few M's like my
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last name was Shady
My life is too crazy, no actor could play me
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My life is too crazy, no actor could play me
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This is
Verse 6
what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
Bb
Bb
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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A
D
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
A
A
K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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D
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
Bb
Bb
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
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This is what you call a flip
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Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama's whip
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K.O.D., he hard as shit
Verse 7
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Power, greed
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Money, Molly,
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weed
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Percs, Xannys, lean, fame
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And the strongest drug of them all
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And the strongest drug of them all
Love

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