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Da'Kron chords by King Tee

  • Am

  • C

  • Em

  • D

  • A

  • Bm

    2
  • G

Verse 1
Am
C
Em
Why these other cats are
C
Am
flashing they guns?
C
Em
I got my barrel down your throat
Am
You're coming up short,
Em
I bought that gang bang boogie
You must've mistook me for a coward
I wet you with the tec -9 shower
And man I gives a damn
Am
Em
who the fuck you down with
C
Am
We're quarter town and shit,
C
Em
Am
Em
you get your crown split, fuck it with
C
Am
C
Am
The liquid expansion as sassins
Em
Heard about from Foe, well the answers,
D
Em
C
now speak on that
Am
Em
Am
These fools got that homegrown rap,
Em
I got the crime
Am
Em
Talking bout the bomb, say what?
A
Em
I got the hood rat shakin'
they tails to excel
Cause Aftermath makes me
with that shit that won't fail
C
Em
I used to rock the module
C
Am
Em
sittin' in the county jail
C
Am
C
Now I'm fresh out, ballin' on bail
Am
These fools better check the credits
C
Em
I'm hangin' platinum on the walls
While your baby mama playin' with my balls
I got the crime, talkin' bout the crime
Am
Em
C
Say what? I got the hood rat
Em
shakin' they tails to excel
I got the crime, talkin' bout the crime
Say what? Cause Dr. Dre
makes me with that shit that won't fail
I got the crime, talkin' bout the bomb
Am
Em
Say what? I got the hood brass
C
shakin' they tails to hang tail
Em
I got the crime, talkin' bout the bomb
Say what? He is Dr. Dre,
lace me with that shit that won't
C
Em
Somebody let me out this cage,
Am
Em
I feel like I'm about to burst
Snatchin' props and reps,
Bm
just like it was your mom's purse
Em
C
First things first, I'm the king
Am
C
Where you from?
Am
Em
The streets of Comptown
Bm
C
Why? A nigga stayin' down
Em
Am
Why? Say what? I represent the khaki wearin',
weed smokin'
Em
Am
Gun totin', never broke niggas from L .A.
Em
Am
Em
C
D
Am
D
Am
D
Em
Am
I'm from the land of the calm breeze,
Em
Am
palm trees, lowriders rollin' all gold D's
Em
Drop cops, crooked cops, carjacks, earthquakes,
Am
G
Am
Em
chronic, bud, yeah, nigga, all that
It's a place where G's
Am
be hittin' switches,
D
Am
and I'm down with a gang of niggas,
D
Am
but I got a gang of bitches
C
Em
Kids from birth born and
bred to be hustlers,
Bm
Em
sippin' on a form of song,
G
Em
C
Em
they say I got it goin' on
Am
Em
Aftermath,
C
Am
I represent it to the fullest
Em
Am
Spittin' at hoes like my
D
Am
technology's spittin' bullets
C
Past ya, I blast at ya
Am
Em
Faster, somebody gashed ya
Am
Em
Now ya lay before ya pastor
Am
These other cliques know,
they ain't fadin' us
Em
Cause even Tretch said my
Am
niggas was the craziest
Em
Remember before,
Am
Em
I told ya bring a gun
C
Em
Cause that ain't where ya at,
it's where ya from, fool
D
C
Em
Am
I got the crime, talk about the crime
Say what?
Em
Am
I got the hood rats
C
Em
shakin' they tails to exile
Am
I got the crime,
Em
Am
D
talk about the bomb, say what?
Em
Cuz Dr. Dre laced me
with that shit that won't fail
Am
Em
Am
I got the crime, talk about the bomb,
say what?
Em
I got the hood blast,
Am
Em
Am
shakin' they tails to exhale
C
Em
I got the crime,
Am
Em
Am
talk about the bomb, say what?
Em
Am
Cuz Dr. Dre laced me
Em
Am
with that shit that won't
C
Y 'all niggas don't know me,
Am
low -key Riviera
Em
Am
C
Am
Comin' through your hood with the terror
Em
Am
I got it rocked up, I got it locked up,
Em
locked up
Fools in they trunk chopped up,
C
nigga like what?
Em
Posing, cause I know
Am
Em
Am
D
these niggas scoping the Rolex
Em
C
Em
Full of ice frozen,
C
I think around 18 karat golden
Am
Em
Can't match what I'm holding,
pockets stay swollen
D
Em
Casinos in Reno to blow dough in,
C
Am
Em
niggas stay out of pimp business
Cause you hoes ain't knowing,
Am
Em
about the years that I paid dues
C
Am
Em
Hoes that I ran through,
C
G
Am
niggas asking, going platinum
C
Am
I plan to, so kick back and
let the king pool rain
No need to gas me up,
C
Am
C
Em
I'm already on the full tank
Am
C
So roll it up,
Am
C
light the bitch an d inhale
Am
C
Am
Cause Dr. Dre laced me
C
Em
with that shit that won't fail
C
Am
I got the crime,
Em
C
talkin' bout the bomb
Am
Say what?
Em
Am
I got the hood rat,
C
Am
shakin' they tails to exhale
Em
I got the crime,
talkin' bout the bomb
Am
Em
Say what?
Am
Cause Dr. Dre laced me
Em
Am
Em
with that shit that won't fail
Am
Em
Am
I got the crime, talkin' bout the bomb
Say what?
I got the hood rat,
Am
shakin' they tails to exhale
King
Em
Kid got the crime,
talkin' bout the bomb
Say what?
Cause Dr. Dre laced me
C
with that shit that won't fail
Em
C
I got the crime, talkin' bout the bomb
Am
Say what?
I got the hood rat
shakin' they tails to XL
Em
Am
Em
I got the crime, talk about the crime,
Am
D
say what?
Cause Dr. Dre laced me
with that shit that won't fail
Em
Am
I got the crime, talk about the crime
Say what?
I got the hood rat
shakin' they tails to XL
Am
Em
Am
I got the crime, talk about the crime,
say what?
Cause Dr. Dre laced me
Am
with that shit that won't fail
For my niggas on the west side
Em
Am
Em
Am
Roll it up
Em
Am
Em
Am
Daddy,
Am
give me a beat.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, count it, let's go.
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