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No Rest for the Wicked Chords by Cypress Hill

  • Key: G
  • BPM: 100
  • Capo: no capo
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NO REST FOR THE WICKED ACORDES

[Start]

[Chorus]
Ab7 Db7 D7 Db
         
        G7                            
So many   fools swingin' from my sack


[Verse]
      G7                                
Let's talk about the one who had my back
G7                                     
Down in the west coast so lemme kick it
G7                                          
To the motherfucker who calls himself wicked
G7                       
No rest no peace no sleep
G7                                                
Doughboy rolling down the hill cause it's so steep
G7                               
Jackson lemme figure out the name
G7                                           
Jack cause you be stealing other niggas' game
G7                                         
But I'm the wrong nigga you wanna fuck with
G7                                     
On my dick so hard now ya wanna suck it
G7                               
Go on the head gobble up the nuts
    G7                                         
Get your lips ready & tear this motherfucker up
G7                              
Talk about Eazy correct yourself


[Chorus]
G7                                    
Cube better step back & check yourself
           G7             
Hmmm let's talk about this


[Verse]
      G7                               
First solo album on the east coast dick
    G7                                  
The east coast niggas all showed ya love
G7                                  
Especially the one known as King Sun
G7                                   
He tried to warn us niggas about 'cha
    G7                 
But nobody would listen
G7                
Even began dissin'
G7                                  
Two albums later you callin' my crew
G7                                 
All because ya wannabe Cypress Cube
G7                                          
Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley
     G7                                  
Good boy went to school out in the valley
G7                                
Fuck it lemme make this understood
G7                                      
Speakin' on mama's little Boy N the Hood
   G7      
No Vaseline
       G7                           
Just a rope and a chair and gasoline
G7                           
Lynch Mob is a friend of mine
        G7                                
But you talk about them niggas from behind
    G7                           
You know what a chazzer is O'Shea
  G7                                       
A motherfucking pig that don't fly straight
                                     Db7 
Where ya gonna run to Where ya gonna hide


[Chorus]
G7                                 
Tadow Look at who's running outside
G7                     
Natural Born Bullshitta
G7                                                    
Lemme hit ya with a dose of reality when I get wit' ya
                            G7                  
Your homie came knockin' he had to chain my suit
          G7                                                   
You put a pipe on your cover even though you don't smoke Buddha


[Verse]
                                G7   
Let me take you down under on a plane
      G7                        
Where everybody was going insane
       G7                             
Took a look at the Real one: afro gone
    G7                                   
The next morning you didn't have yours on
G7                                 
How many ways will you bite my shit
         G7                               
Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set
G7                             
Caution when you enter the zone
      G7                                        
Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone
      G7                    
I got Cube melting in a Tray
G7                                             
Pulling up his card and fucking up his good day
G7                    
Unoriginal rap veteran
                                      G7         
The nigga who say he don't steal from his friends


[Chorus]
      G7                           
Don't trust that nigga named O'Shea
G7                              
Fuck him and send him on his way


[Outro]

[Inst]
Ab7 G7 Am D
       


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