Fill 'Em Up chords by Mr. Doctor

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Verse 1
Am 
Em 
'cause nigga we budded at  the
Am 
brain cell and blue down
Niggas don't show they
face unless they locs
C 
blue rides blue flags everyone
Em 
else was fuc cin hoes
Am 
Cut though get stucc in the spot
And I could barely breath
Em 
up in ths biatch
G 
C 
From all the smoke, god damn
Am 
Em 
Loc's eyes is bustin while I choke
Tote one more to tote
Am 
Throw the joint to Lynch
Em 
and slice some mo dope
Am 
C 
Adjust my strap so that it's
Em 
coo and take a sip of 4
Am 
Now it ain't no cavies burnin but
Em 
chronic got my lips toe up
Am 
C 
All at  each others throat 'cause
Em 
'94 was crazy as fucc
Am 
So I steps out look up  at the darkness
Em 
Glad it's night and that I'm alive
C 
Ready to die, don't ask why
Em 
I don't know why it's like that
Am 
Just know that locs is gonna die
Em 
Am 
C 
Nigga so when I going dead I'm takin 2
Nigga rolls for shit
Am 
Em 
9 for the fuccin set brain
Am 
(Chorus) LIQUOR! MURDER!

Verse 2
Em 
Went to the fuccin brain, brain
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
C 
Am 
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
C 
G 
Em 
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up,
C 
Am 
fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
C 
Em 
Went to the fuccin brain, brain
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up,
C 
Am 
fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
I stay high,

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Verse 3
for the reason niggas
Am 
is in  the season
Em 
And I'm sicc of the fuccin stress
C 
Fill 'em up Loc 2 Da Brain and
Am 
Em 
Fill 'em up like quicc to the shits
Am 
Now lets let go of the smoke
Em 
Flow to the gangsta flow
Am 
C 
Can't none of  them fucc with
Am 
Got nigga rolls dyin from contact smoke
Em 
It's a Loc 2 Da Brain insane thang
Am 
We smoke to the brain and
Em 
gang bang with folks
Am 
C 
Got a indo theory for any nigga that's
Am 
out there trippin off that loc
Em 
Am 
Now who want to smoke an
d who want to get smoked
Em 
By the gang that's staight loc
C 
'cause a punk ain't shit like a
bitch ain't shit
They can all get crept with 4's
Em 
Am 
So I steps out look up  at the darkness
Em 
Glad it's night and that I'm alive
C 
Ready to die, don't ask why
I don't know why it's like that
Em 
Am 
Just know that locs is gonna die
Em 
Am 
C 
Nigga so when I going dead I'm takin 2
Nigga rolls for shit
Am 
Em 
9 for the fuccin set brain

Verse 4
Em 
(Chorus)
LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
Went to the fuccin brain, brain
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up,
C 
Em 
fill 'em up to his cranium
With LIQUOR! MURDER!
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Fill 'em up,
Am 
Em 
fill 'em up to his cranium
Am 
Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
Em 
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
Am 
With
LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
Em 
Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up  with slugs
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
Am 
Now LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
Em 
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
Am 
With LI  QUOR! MURDER!
Em 
Went to the fuccin brain, brain
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his
Am 
Em 
Am 
cranium
Drank LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
Em 
Am 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Am 
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
Em 
Am 
Now LIQUOR! MURDER!
Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
Em 
C 
Fill 'em up with slugs
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to
Am 
his cranium  nigga