Gangsters chords by Sal Capone
Intro 1
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Bm
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B
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We set
Verse 1
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ex amples, whoppin' on fleas
Like those crushin' fools
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that talk a good talk but they hush
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Gangsta shit, 50k for the kush
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Cash on the spot, anti -up, royal flush
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Shitting on this game, crumble,
break walls in China
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Pillaging, going platinum plates,
find China
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Who's in the keys and the cars,
find Hainas
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Big -timer, big boss, wars like Montana
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Tony the Scarface, loco from Havana
Say what you got,
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got the strength for the drama
After -party lifestyles,
bubble up, drinks up
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Flop these seals, be a satellite, make up
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Crowds go wild
when we bust what we think up
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Case in point, fucking it up,
blow the stake up
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Hang up, roll up, mota toke, shrink up
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Splash up, snake up, hoes suck up, lick up
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We hope we keep nothing
but facts in this game
Don't get the duck and it's
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stuck in your brain
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This is how it should be
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How can you love
when the world hasn't
changed?
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That's why we grow up
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and stay bangin' our game
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This is how it should be
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Put your money where your mouth is,
dare you to face me
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Cause that that shit, we got that on lock
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Go riders drop top, down the block,
shake the slot
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Set up new shots,
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recruits suited and know that
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Wait until I shoot it, let off on sight
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Squeeze threes till you're free
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It's deadly, tryna ap proach it
You could only get so close
Except women,
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they approach with no clothes
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Pose real close,
till it's her ass I choose
Close call, here's a close call
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In the woods, close call
And I am in the game, MC, MVP
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Save it, bake the MC's
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Head rip the M .I .C.
And stay lit, unless Lee suggests me
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Benches made,
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that's the number one contender
Make you remember,
I'ma get the chair
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Make the life better
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We hope you get nothing but
facts in this game
Don't get the duck and it's
C
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stuck in your brain
C
Am
This is how it should be
Em
How can you love
when the world hasn't
changed?
C
That's why we grow up
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and stay bangin' our game
F#
Em
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This is how it should be
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Through shot,
when you're fuckin' with a cyclone
Ain't on what you wanna
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roll like a gangster
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Stinky old prankster, stick him up,
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stick him up
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Quitting with brown love,
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hot slugs make you think all fuck
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Three shots? Nope, not enough
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Fuck getting drunk,
that, that shit's done
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There's a lead in your waist,
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but a hole in your lungs
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I talk about troll or shit,
cause I'm a banger
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You don't wanna follow the streets
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cause you'll blinker
All your food's fake, get baked
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Hit the switch, watch your body pancake
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It's too late, you need to get gunned
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You can't touch a real Mexican
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Aim at your chest
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like you're meals up out the door
Em
We hope you get nothing but
facts in this game
Don't get the duck and
C
Em
the stuck in your brain
Am
This is how it should be
Em
How can you love
when the world hasn't
changed?
That's why we grow up
C
Em
and stay bangin' our game
F#
Em
C
Am
This is how it should be
Em
We hope you get nothing but
facts in this game
Don't get the duck and the
C
Em
stuck in your brain
Am
This is how it should be
Em
How can you love
when the world hasn't
changed?
C
That's why we grow up
Em
and stay bangin' our game
Em
C
Am
This is how it should be
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