Key: E major
Verse 1
F
A
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Dm
F
Nowhere, 'cause there's no
Dm
F
one like you left!
Dm
That's right
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Verse 2
F
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
F
Glocks popping,
bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Dm
F
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Dm
F
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
F
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!)
Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping
(Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit
Verse 3
F
A
Evil spirits takin' over,
now they runnin' through my head
F
A
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
F
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane, no,
it's Satan in the flesh
Dm
Eb
F
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
Dm
smoking on that death
F
Eb
F
Satanic holy ghost
Snort that holy dope
Dm
F
Infrared scope with that dot
A
right on your throat
Dm
F
I'm that scarecrow in the corner,
Dm
F
welcome to my crucifixion
Dm
F
Graveyard living, murder itchin',
Dm
don't be superstitious
A
F
Demons got my back,
I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
G
Suicide's exciting,
Dm
now see?
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Verse 4
F
Dm
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
F
Dm
F
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
F
Dm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
F
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper
Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole
Verse 5
F
I'd rather take a nap after I
turn a blunt to ash
Creeping cracker on the chronic,
feelin' like a velociraptor
Pull pullin' off the patch,
but I ain't takin' off the fucking mask
Eb
Ebm
F
Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth
with the fucking gat's blast
Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more
G 59 where the beast's signs fine
Ebm
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
F
Life gave me lemons,
but I want a fucking lime
Dm
F
Ain't got the time to die tryin'
Bitch, I know I'll die alone
Either in a ditch or on a throne
Either way,
in a pit I'm being thrown
Everything is nothing,
F
and I'm fucking decomposed
Verse 6
Dm
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
F
niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
F
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Dm
F
Dm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
F
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Dm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
F
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
F
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
dropping, dropping
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