Bacc On the Blocc chords by C‐Bo, Messy Marv
Intro 1
Am
E
Verse 1
Am
My hand on the hammer,
you'll get your head cracked
Don't move too fast, homie,
you'll be dead flat
E
Paws up, dead rat,
Am
E
laugh at your fuckin' ass
These niggas D's a blast at
Am
your fuckin' ass
Niggas want it, I give it a two -piece,
two clips
Clout they corner,
leave two sheets, two hits
E
Man, shit fuck messy,
and when Ceebo squeeze, shit get messy
Am
I'm a Northern Cali dawg,
bring the white tees for the corner
Come short,
smoke white sheets on the corner
E
With a mag, I twist em, candy rags, I lift em
Am
Flip new rings, new chain, two things
Cross state lines, Federals hate mine
Bitch, stop snitchin',
it's the word in the grapevine
E
Hit like a canine, shakin' and break wide
Am
Let the K fly, spit em, then get em
They say they give me life,
shit, I ain't sayin' a word
I think the fifth on them hoes,
I ain't layin' birds
E
Quarter mil' bells
heppin' out in the fur
Back on the block and poundin', yes, sir
Am
I'm standin' with the Mack, homie,
sprayin' your face with it
Call slippin', it's over,
they say I'm an ace with it
E
Steel toes stompin',
quick on the dumpin'
The 6 -4 jumpin',
the bump on your pumpkin
Am
The monster like Cody, if you know me,
slowly approach me
Keep hammers on both hips,
E
hefs in both clips
Fresh to death, candy on the 06
Big rings, big chain, a dandy with the 4 5th
Am
I hang your man, I'm a banger man
F
I shoot niggas for colors,
Am
any nigga get smothered
E
In this game, you play it right
You snitch, you pay with your life
We don't come through once,
we come through twice
Am
I front your brick, I ain't gon' collect
I'm a sinner, hit squad,
they gon' come correct
E
It's cash over ass, like pop do, niggas
Spillin' money over bitches,
that's why I pop you, nigga
Am
They say they give me life,
shit, I ain't sayin' word
I play the fifth on them hoes,
I ain't layin' bird
E
Quarter mil' bell steppin'
out in the third
Back on the block and poundin',
yes, sir
Am
Ain't no love for a snitch, man,
it's a slug and a ditch, man
You quicksand for his bloods
and the crips, man
E
And I ain't gon' front,
I'mma point at this man
Tellin' he's a rat,
Am
he can sleep with a fish, man
A rat man, no power, cause he's a pussy
I give a nigga this shit
just if he'll push me
E
Go stupid with the fully,
I do this with the pulleys
I'm the push the pulley,
Am
on the block with my jury
My Glock cocked for jury,
I'm not coppin' jury
I'm gon' box the jury
until I drop the jury, man
E
Been on the corner movin' major cake
Now I'm on the corner in the
Am
Bentley countin' major pay
These niggas major hate,
but they gon' get they vision blurry
F
Am
Them niggas rockin' chip dice,
bitch, this is jury
E
Binkin' shit like I froze the Sack River
Ain't got a sick clicker,
Am
hoes like Jack Tripper
They say they give me life,
shit, I ain't sayin' words
I beat the fifth on them hoes,
I ain't layin' birds
E
Quartermill bells steppin'
E
out in the ferns
Back on the block and poundin', yes sir
Am
They say they give me life,
shit, I ain't sayin' words
I beat the fifth on them hoes,
Am
I ain't layin' birds
E
Quartermill bells step
E
pin' out in the ferns
Back on the block and poundin', yes sir
Bacc On the Blocc
C‐Bo, Messy Marv
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