Fight Musik chords by J.R. Writer

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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 (E major) who's flyer
than this foreign car driver?
On Audubon, sittin' on a marmalade tire
For those peas,
that'll take your doggy dog higher
I smoke trees like I lit a forest on fire
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You  (A minor) a   phenom,  (E major) liar,
I'm blazin' all week
Nice heat, case you thinkin'
baby boy sweet
Under the T,
anytime I stink through those streets
I'm sunk in the V,
like it came with Lazy Boy seats
I'm a beast, I don't play it all creep
Stay on track,
before I have your heart playin' off beat
Since you ain't beyond deep,
since you claim you frog leap
Ask for TV, and nigga,
you were laying doors cleat
Capisce, place your bets against the vet,
you must be taking meth
The elevator was broke,
you wouldn't take a step
I'm a major threat,
you should save your breath
You so far from hot,
it's hard for you to break a sweat
Hot body beat your swag list,
where you got your sneaks?
Ask prick, my swag drip like it got a leak
While that Roddy squeaks,
thinking that somebody's sweet
I'ma put the toast on you,
you can call it body heat
Nigga, I'm out of reach,
and you, you out of touch
I get up out my seat
and nigga, you be out of luck
I'm about to rock,
in other words, I'm getting cash
Different class, which is fast,
now what's too fast, like
My paper up, my paper rise
I mix the haze and gun,
you cannot be crazy nice
If you play with us, homeboy,
you gon' pay the price
This that music y 'all wanna play,
cause they gon' fight
You claim me tough,
but who gave you strife?
I'll put some paper up
and get you sprayed tonight
If you play with us, homeboy,
you gon' pay the price
And this that music
you don't wanna fuck
You know it's to be bound
I'm supplying the drought, iron and clout
And the other iron dispels
We got beef,
I suggest for you to hide in the house
So I'ma bring the metal over
We can iron things out, iron and slouch
I'm a guy you guys couldn't doubt
High as the Alps,
bullets that'll fry in your scalp
Y 'all should reroute,
cause basically you the size of a mouse
I'll break your jaws
before AT &T can ride your mouth
I'm hard as ice, hard nights,
bars are white
Guard I'm light, guard the mic,
step and you'll be scarred for life
Your bars are light,
how could you give the guard advice
When the Puerto Rican flag
ain't the only star with stripes
I'm a Harlem knight,
and I don't mean a singer
I play them Harlem nights,
I used to be a slinger
Please remember,
you just hooked up with the greatest
But if you wanna fight the breakout,
then you shouldn't wanna play this
Face it, I'm past the bar
You should carry on with all that fake shit
Gap of Dawn, you should tag along
Lying about Alex,
bubbling your raps and songs
Nigga, you couldn't get a
bubble out of Paragon
Give it a rest, what you mean
that you're a threat?
I'm laughing on these niggas
I ain't even out of breath
It's the season for the vet
Don't believe me?
Then I guess I wanna see
if you can beat that
When I beat yo ass to death,
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