Smokin Amp: accordi di 
Ganksta Nip 
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Key: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Nip: Yo Triple Six pass
the motherfucking amp...
Nigga, everybody else wanna
get fucked up too.
Abm
Triple Six: man, hold up man,
I ain't even hit the motherfucker
Gm
good yet
Nip: Well go on hit the bitch
F
one more time...
Verse 2
F
Gm
F
Gm
F
Gm
It starts off in my
house somking amp
Feening for blood like a motherfucking vamp
I kept hittin' now my brains on fire
I felt like stuffin' motherfuckers in a dryer
So I take my last puff,
then I shot my motherfucking
Next door neighbour for good luck
I jetted to the car,
strapped with a fork and a 20 legged chainsaw
Im rollin' down the block,
F
Gm
that' s when I saw this pussy ass cop
Pissed in his car like I said in "slaughter",
Bannana clips [gunshots] to his daughter
He pulled his gun, I reached for my axe
And drew "texas" in blood
on his motherfucking back
I wasn't through,
he said I was soft
Flashbacks from walking town cut his
motherfucking legs off
Jumped in the ride then I fired
up another square
Slowed down tokin' had me
pulling out my fucking hair
Stopped at a store to get a 40
Something in the air said:
"it's time to get naughty"
F
Gm
I got pissed, and took me a beer
[tripple gunshots] down
with the cashier
F
Gm
She died in my violent capure,
(what happend next?) Then
tripple six raped her
This nigga started screaming for heaven,
He tried to run but he died
on isle seven
Now it' s time to break camp,
Fucking with that motherfucking
F
amp
Verse 3
F
[Triple Six:] ohhh nip, man, I'm fucked up man,
here man, take this
[Nip:] ohhh me too . I
Gm
fen na kill a bitch...
Verse 4
Back on the block sounds messing with my head,
Even before some amp eyes
blood shot fucking red
So I drive to a burger king,
Looking real motherfucking
mean.
Thingking about a hearse
Shot the people in front of me,
F
Gm
cause I wanna or der first
*may I help you brother?*
- (triple gunshots) help
that motherfucker!
Cut out his heart then he
felled to his knees,
It' s tasty like a whopper
with cheese
Saw some people at a table eatin'
F#
It' s hal loween,
Gm
time for trick' a' treatin'
I walked over then the little boy got scared,
He kissed his mother then he
gave me his fucking head
She got mad and hit me in the chin,
F
So I stabbed her in the neck
Gm
with a 20- foot stick pen
A little girl kicked me dead in my chest,
For 20 days I was kicking
her in her fucking breast
I tried to stay calm,
Trading urin samples out
a motherfucking arm
Her daddy, he thought he was hard,
I went insane put her pain out his spinal chord
I had visions of a lamp,
Fucking with that motherfucking
F
amp.
Verse 5
F
[Nip:] Damn Triple six, this is our last amp
square!
[Triple:] for real man?
[Nip:] hell yeah
Verse 6
[Triple:] alright, look...
Gm
Rolling once again with the
amp controlling me,
I wander west, the fuck's coming over me
I hit the now it' s time for
Gm
a ?
Driving on the sidewalk hitting people
I saw this little sweet ol' lady,
*nip you gonna kill her?* - yeah,
may be
Gm
Gm
She started walking across the street,
F
Fenna get her motherfucking ass beat
Gm
I blew my horn,
F
she shoulda been listen ing,
Gm
Hit her ass so hard,
her head rolled to Michigan
Innocent bystanders dead
course I dropped one,
Gm
F
Like Scar face said: - "I pop one"
Gm
F
Gm
I kept hit ting, and kept getting mean,
Shot every motherfucker
Gm
I saw under 13
There got the cops, it' s time for death,
Gm
Loaded up the 12 guage,
F
and I killed myself, fuck.
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