Downtown Glory chords by Ghetto Mafia

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Verse 1
Am 
F 
Am 
I   said I used to jack cars for a  living,
Em 
but I was like
Mike
Whitney,
Mayor
Robbie
F 
Gibbons.
Am 
F 
Em 
I had a plan for the payday, I steal a car tonight,
Am 
Dm 
I'm getting paid the next day.
Am 
F 
If  I put no one's in my sight,
Em 
F 
Am 
I'm peeping around the corner to see if the time was right.
F 
Thinking about the cash flow,
Em 
G 
and right about that time a cop yelled ho.
Am 
F 
Now thinking what the fuck to do,
Em 
I grabbed a
F 
Glock then I let off two.
Am 
F 
At  the cop's chest,
Em 
F 
Nino I didn't even know he had a vest
Am 
But I don't give a fuck
F 
Em 
about the 5 -0
Am 
Jumped the fence, killed the dog,
and lied low
F 
Em 
And now I'm on the run I'm running like
Am 
a motherfucker but still have my  gun
And all the witnesses,
F 
I know the bitches see me
Em 
Waiting for the reward to come up on
Am 
TV
And I'm
F 
Em 
Georgia's most wanted I'm watching
F 
my television to see what comes up on it
Am 
F 
And all I think about is the pen
Em 
Before I   get burrowed,
Am 
I have to serve ten
F 
Years in the fuckin' joint
Em 
But if a nigga do the crime,
F 
Am 
the shit is what he wants, yo
I thought the fame and all
F 
Em 
the gold was for me
Some niggas gotta die
for their downtown bro
Am 
Some niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
Am 
F 
Em 
Am 
some
Em 
niggas gotta die
So this is not a cop who ain't downtown
Am 
I'm ready to rock,
F 
here to tell a little story
Em 
Bout sellin' rocks to fill the
F 
downtown glory
Am 
Convey me fast,
F 
Em 
don't knock on your door and say hello
Am 
Especially if you're livin' in the ghetto
F 
I woke up this mornin' around six,
still tired
Em 
Sleep in  my eyes from
work in the graveyard
Am 
Sit, got up, walk to the window
F 
Em 
and start screamin'
Damn,
F 
look at all them crackheads gleamin'
Am 
I   grabbed the
F 
Glock, put it down in my coat
Em 
Woke up my bitch and started
F 
rockin' up the dope
Am 
F 
I left the crib around 8  .30
Em 
Told my girl to stay at home,
Am 
cause the day was gon' be dirty
F 
And she never talks back to me
Em 
Cause the money that I'm makin
F 
''ll make niggas wanna sue
Am 
F 
Broke, in the car that was stolen
Em 
By my  nigga
Dog
Am 
Fat, money that he foldin'
And then I seen that
F 
Em 
nigga that tried to tip me
We can dupe out,
F 
and put that mothafucka on the backseat
Am 
F 
Cause we goin' on a ride
Em 
To the
Dm 
Am 
Southside, where niggas like to hide
F 
Because I know his boy has
somethin' to do with it
Em 
And
I'ma pop his ass too before
F 
Am 
I'm through with it
Nino you're with me,
F 
yeah you better tell him
Em 
Before he put two bullets
F 
in your cerebellum
Am 
He  said I don't know,
F 
let me go there please
Em 
F 
In the backseat blindfolded on his knees
Am 
What happens next,
F 
Em 
don't let the gun tell the stories
Cause niggas gotta die
for the downtown floor
Am 
Cause niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
cause niggas gotta die
Cause niggas gotta die
for the downtown floor
F 
Am 
Cause niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
cause niggas gotta die
Cause niggas gotta die for the
downtown floor
Am 
Cause niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
cause niggas gotta die
Cause niggas gotta die
Am 
for the downtown floor
F 
Em 
I said hop on a buck, you watch this funky stuff,
don't you ever fuck with us
Am 
Because I'm fucking niggas up,
so pack up your wack style
F 
Em 
Cause mines is crazy wild,
F 
I don't have time to play games like a child
Am 
F 
Em 
So shut up nigga, and don't say shit
It take a lot of practice to
F 
say the shit I spit
Am 
When I   come down,
F 
people crowd around
Em 
To hear the funky sound that
F 
come from out of town
Am 
F 
So, let your ho be a ho black
Em 
Because the bitches money hungry
F 
for niggas selling mo' crack
And that's the nigga be knocking the booze,
Em 
shawty job in the drop top
F 
Some bitches can check my fat jewelry
Am 
F 
And   all that shit is gonna change
Em 
Black, young, black mafia popping
and stopping your damn
Cadillac
F 
Am 
Wicked in the back,
F 
Swift got the gat
Em 
F 
We looking for the podcast, nigga call the
Mac
Am 
The store, put the
F 
Em 
Mac -10 to his car
The nigga was stressed so we
fuck him up some more
Am 
On  a
F 
Em 
Saturday, baby I hustle up some money
Head to the park,
Am 
pass the dog and spark up a blunt
G
We let you know we not the
F 
Em 
nigga to get fucked with
So don't you be sad about your weak
F 
side cause you're stuck with it
Am 
F 
Em 
We  don't give a damn about your hoes
Am 
And that's the downtown goby,
everybody know it
Some niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
some niggas gotta die
Some niggas gotta die for
the downtown floor
F 
Am 
Some niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
some niggas gotta die
Some niggas gotta die
Am 
for the downtown floor
F 
Am 
Some niggas gotta die,
F 
Em 
some niggas gotta die
Some niggas gotta die for
the downtown floor
Am 
F 
Em 
Am 
Some niggas die for
F 
the
Em 
F 
Am 
F 
Damn,  damn  glad of it.
F 
Damn, damn  glad of it.
Damn glad of it.