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Capo Chords by NLE Choppa

  • Key: Dm
  • BPM: 78
  • Capo: no capo

TEMPO FORTE


CAPO ACORDES

[Intro]
N.C.    
Yeah huh
                         Dm  
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
                        Bbmaj7 Dm Bbmaj7    Dm   Bbmaj7        
Huh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah     yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah


[Verse]
Bbmaj7                                          
Hahaha I ain't doin' no playing Jack you hear me
Bbmaj7           
Yeah yeah hrrroww
    Bbmaj7                                 
Bow yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
                           A7                   
I'm tired of him breathing I'm taking his breath
              A7                       
I shoot to my right my flag on the left
         A7                          
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
      A7                             
These niggas they woke they overslept
Dm                                     
My bitch she clutch because she a nurse
Dm                                  
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
    Dm                                
The police pull up my gun in her purse
    Dm                             
The opps pull up put him on a shirt
         Dm                                          
Bitch we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
                          Bb                   
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
Dm                           Bb                     
Nigga watch yo mouth I would hate to have to hurt ya
          Dm                                       
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober


[Chorus]
Dm                                                    
Man down in the street man this nigga tried to play me
                 Dm                            
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
Dm                                               
They askin' how I been what I been feelin' lately
                      D7                   
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady


[Verse]
A7                                  
Can't speak on the shit I did to you
   A7                                         
To be honest them bullets wasn't meant for you
    A7                     
I'm sorry that they hit you
     A7                                  
Fuck that spin again shoot the friend too
       A7                         
See at first I was gon' stop until
     A7                       
Hell nah how them hollows feel
    D7                A7         
I'm independent can't sign a deal
A7                              
Won't sell out for a couple mill
Dm                 Bb                                 
Before you try and rob hit yo knees and pray to Buddha


[Chorus]
Dm                    Bb                 
Soon as you up it Lil Trey gonna shoot ya
Dm                         Bb                
Remember I was young and I used to be a hoopa
      A7                                   
I got into guns then I turned to the shoota
      A7                                         
Knock off yo head call that a fuckin' train wreck
A7                                               
Bitch close yo legs where the fuck is yo brain at
A7                                            
Wet a nigga block make it look like we painted
A7                                       
Man I used to struggle now a nigga famous
    D7      Dm                               
I'm sixteen with big dreams I wanna be a star
                                     Bb              
I used to spend money on lil' things now I want a car
         Dm                                      
Aye that Rollie or that Audemars where do I start


[Bridge]
         A7                                     
Man this lean fuckin' up my tummy makin' me fart
Dm                                
Hunnidsumthin' shots in the rental
   Dm                        
My bitch she bad like Kendall
    Dm                        
I'm poppin' niggas like pimple
Bb                            
I'm in her mouth that's dental
Dm                           
We strapped up like a gay hoe
Dm                       
We kill niggas like Tadoe
                       Bb                    
We ruthless like Fredo and love totin' Dracos
Dm                                                
Mop a nigga with the zero point four I'm a janitor
Bb                               
We smokin' on gas that's cannabis
Dm                                   
I'm a lion and the Draco I'm a animal
Bb                           
In Florida chillin' in Panama
   Dm                                     
He said he want smoke I hope that he ready
                                Dm    
I put on my mask like Jason and Freddy
                           Dm   
You soft as bear just like Teddy
                   Dm                          
I shoot him in the head knock out his spaghetti


[Chorus]
                 Dm                             
I'm tired of him breathing I'm taking his breath
              Dm                       
I shoot to my right my flag on the left
            A7                       
I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref
A7                                   
These niggas they woke they overslept
   A7                                  
My bitch she clutch because she a nurse
A7                                  
Whenever I'm down she give me a Perc
    A7                                
The police pull up my gun in her purse
    A7                             
The opps pull up put him on a shirt
      Dm                           Bb                
Bitch we came in this world and we lookin' for murder
Dm                        Bb                   
Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda
Dm                                                  
Nigga watch yo mouth I would hate to have to hurt ya
                              Bb                   
You would kill off a Perc but snitch when you sober
Dm              Bb                                    
Man down in the street man this nigga tried to play me
      Dm         Bb                            
I had one in the head but his gun was on safety
Dm                            Bb                 
They askin' how I been what I been feelin' lately
Dm                    Bb              Am    F A7
I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady   


[Outro]

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