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Got 2 Be Down 2 Die chords by 5th Ward Boyz

  • G

  • D

  • C

  • F

  • Dm

  • C#

    4
  • E#

  • F#m

    2
Verse 1
G
D
C
Gotta be down to die, when it's your time to die, die motherfuckers die,
F
G
D
C
F
G
Dm
C
F
die motherfuckers die
G
Dm
Gotta be down to die, when it's your time to die,
C
F
die, motherfuckers die, motherfuckers
G
Let the motherfuckin' camp pop,
D
Dm
and suckers take heat to this
C
I'd rather have you listenin' than
F
having you readin' this
G
Boom, boom,
Dm
boom to my chest with some feelin'
C
I'm a down ass nigga so I'm
F
ready for my killin'
G
I kicked the doors at many
Dm
fuckin' complexes
C
Jackin' white folks for they fuckin'
F
Rolexes
G
And I didn't give a fuck,
Dm
I never went astray
C
I had my birthday,
F
now I'm ready for my death date
G
Get my clock,
Dm
and pull the trigger at will
C
As well as I'm down to die,
F
I'll be down to kill
G
Be hind the barrel of a
D
Dm
sawed -off shotgun
C
Fuck em, it don't faze me,
F
cause I bought death none
G
Dm
Gotta be down to die when
it's showtime to die
C
Die motherfuckers,
F
die motherfuckers, die
G
Dm
Gotta be down to die when
it's showtime to die
C
Die motherfuckers,
F
die motherfuckers, die
D
G
Dm
Russian roulette is a threat with
C
one bullet in the chamber
F
I'm in danger,
G
but I ain't scared to die
D
Dm
C
Bitch, I'm on that fuckin' fry, shit like that,
F
don't phase me on the dark side
G
Dm
I got them elbows in the sky, man,
C
punchin' and punchin' and stabbin' them hoes
F
With them motherfuckin' thangs,
G
Dm
and if I drop a slug off in your ass
C
When I blast your whole
F
fuckin' body in a pass
G
You can put me on death row,
Dm
talkin' about your family
C
F
Now let me go, put a pistol to my head on one note,
G
I'ma sing to that shit
Dm
C
A glove on one hand or on your throat,
F
you gon' choke, cause if it's see
G
Dm
You and your boys can try to straddle me up,
C
and gag me up, and fuck me up
F
G
But that's too tough, cause when it's my time to die,
Dm
I ain't afraid to fry
C
When it's your time to die,
F
you gotta be down to die
G
Gotta be down to die,
Dm
C
when it's your time to die, die
Die motherfuckers,
F
die motherfuckers, die
G
Dm
Gotta be down to die when
it's showtime to die
C
Die motherfuckers,
F
die motherfuckers, die
D
G
Young niggas are being
D
born to the city streets
C#
C
Time to grab they nuts,
pimp hoes, and collect
E#
Gs
G
But see I'm just another nigga
Dm
where they took my sacrifice
C
Gambling with my life and
E#
ain't afraid to roll the dice
G
See life is just a phase just like
Dm
a motherfuckin' bucketel
C
Gotta be down to go when you
E#
hear the fuckin' death bells
G
Ringing in your eardrum, you see
Dm
Where I'm coming from is just like
C
Sniffing cocaine,
E#
it makes your body numb
F#m
G
Niggas talking thick shit
Dm
Fuck a myth, don't face me
C#
C
Cause I'm a true nigga and
E#
ain't afraid to push daisies
G
C
A black man, black suit, black casket
Black family on the front row
Riding in a black ass limo
G
When I die, don't put me on my back
Dm
Lay me on my stomach, bro
C
Cause when I get to hell,
E#
me and the devil
Going toe to toe
G
And I'm a dig up
Dm
in this ass beat
C
And when the rest of them hoes get
E#
to hell they still gotta face me
G
Dm
You're not so big for smokin'
on that fuckin' fry
C
But any game you in,
E#
bitch you gotta be down to die
G
Gotta be down to die,
Dm
when it's your time to die
C
Die motherfuckers,
E#
die motherfuckers, die
G
Gotta be down to die,
Dm
when it's your time to die
C
E#
Die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers,
G
die
Dm
C
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