Die Tonight chords by Lil Cuete

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Am
Bdim
C
Bm
Bsus4
A
G
B
Dm
Em

Intro 1
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C 
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Bm 
Bsus4 
C 
Am 
A 
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C 
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Am 
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C 
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Bsus4 
Am 
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C 
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Don't test my

Verse 1
Am 
gangsta,
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cause I got serious  heat
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G 
C 
All the way from 22's
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to P93's
Am 
Plus I roll with cold killers
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that don't    name drop
C 
The same type of cold killers
Bm 
that close down shop
Am 
While you haters keep on hatin',
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I keep makin'   that dough
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C 
Signed a deal for a hundred thousand
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Bdim 
Bsus4 
just in case   you didn't   know
Am 
So I'm still on the grind,
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so I gotta    stay strapped
C 
I got too many enemies
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Bm 
that know   where I'm at
Am 
I hustle every day,
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tryna make   my chips stack
C 
That's why I tell the truth,
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Bsus4 
when I bust   on the track
Am 
I never settle for less
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I got my mind     on my money
C 
Yeah you know I'm a fool
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But this   fool ain't no dummy
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Am 
If you can't stand the heat
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You should get      out the kitchen
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C 
Cause  when I stand in this booth
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I keep on serving these    bitches
Am 
I'm stacking bullets in clips
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Like tracks   on a disc
C 
And I  got plenty ammunition
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Am 
So you know I don't slip
Motherfuckers better
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stay on they toes
C 
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Little brothers on the    creep, yeah
Am 
In these streets you
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know anything goes
C 
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You know that shit be gettin' deep,
Am 
oh
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Mix it up and it's ready  to roll
C 
Get up where the air's down
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Bsus4 
to     rise
Am 
Not the fool,
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C 
cause I      know for sure
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Somebody's gonna die to  night
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Am 
I'm only here for the money
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That I make   when I flow
C 
So you can call me a chef
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Bsus4 
Cause I      keep making that     dough
Am 
I know it sounds a little different
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But it's still    the same
C 
See I've been stepping up this ladder
Bm 
Since I stepped in this game
Am 
Keep your true gangsters bangin'
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With these tracks   that I write,
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C 
there's only few who bust tight
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Bsus4 
And      you know that I'm      right
Am 
I know I'm one of the sickest
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to ever pick up a mic
C 
And if rappin' was a bitch,
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then I'd be layin' the pipe
Am 
I got songs for all seasons,
B 
see I ain't trippin', it's me
C 
Still the one and only wet,
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they watch me murder this beat
B 
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Am 
Always keepin' my  heat,
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cause it's cold on the street
C 
I got nothin' to sweat,
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cause my killers roll deep
Am 
I stay packed like a .40 sack
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of Kush     and a Zag
C 
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I stay packed with a .44 caliber mag
Am 
Only one of so many soldiers
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that's ready    to roll
C 
I got 13 loaded Gwethys
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just in case you didn't
Am 
know
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Motherfuckers better stay   on they toes
C 
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Yeah the Gwethys on the    creep, yeah
Am 
In  these streets you
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know anything goes
C 
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You know that shit be getting deep, oh
Am 
He picks it up and
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he's ready  to roll
C 
Yeah the Gwethys down
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Bsus4 
to     ride
B 
Am 
Don't act a fool,
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cause I      know for sure
C 
Bm 
Bdim 
Am 
Somebody's gonna die tonight
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C 
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