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Gutter Boyz (remastered) chords by The Game

  • Am

  • Em

  • Bb

  • Gm

    3
  • C#

    4
  • Cm

    3
  • C

  • F

Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
Bb
Am
Em
Am
We Gangsta, Daddy!
Bb
Am
Em
Am
Bb
Am
Em
Am
Bb
Am
Em
I'm sippin' on that Nautic,
Am
the col or of Hulkman
Bb
Am
And the blueberry smoke
got a nigga twerkin'
Em
Am
You nig gas is perkin',
so you doin' it big?
Bb
Am
You roll deep, but when I see you,
it's just you and your kid
Em
I roll sick, my ribs spin
Am
like helicopter propellers
Bb
Am
And my pockets run deep
Em
like a fursatella
Am
Haters trip when they see
Bb
the whip dippin' by
Am
Em
The pain on the chains like the I -95,
Gm
I'm just Clyde
Am
Without the Bonnie,
I got the hollow point
C#
Am
Heat for you niggas in the pole
for the mommies
Cm
Am
Shine got it, I'm puttin'
it in the camaraderie
C#
Cm
I'm lettin' off heat till them
Am
eyes get watery
Gm
Am
Some gon' ricochet, some gon' hit,
y 'all gon' get em'
C#
Am
Fluids gon' disperse,
Gm
Am
I like Professor Clump's serum
Cm
C
I'm deadly as fight venom,
Am
but I'm far from a snake
C#
Am
I'll you up on your birthday
while you cut your cane
Gm
Em
We gangstas nigga,
Am
Bb
you see the cars, the whips, the chains,
Am
Em
the fucking broads we whip
Am
We gangstas nigga,
Bb
we'll come through your hood
Am
Em
a hundred deep and empty the whole clip
We gangstas nigga,
Am
Bb
we got guns for the beat,
Am
Em
and my niggas will put you under the street
Am
We gangstas nigga,
so you better watch what you say
Bb
Am
or I'll empty the whole
Em
clock in your face
Streets is tall,
but ain't no hopscotch
Am
Bb
lines on the ground
Am
Just burner shills and police
siren sounds
Niggas know who I am in the town,
Bb
Am
it ain't a circus but it might as well be
Em
Cause you know I'm a clown,
I'm a terrain boss,
Am
I know it's niggas envious dawg
Bb
Am
And if a nigga owe me change,
you better give me a dawg
If you feelin' like you on a leap,
Bb
make like a frog, you niggas lame
Am
Em
Transparent like Wonder Woman's plane,
I'm a stunner in this game
Am
A federal figure,
Bb
Am
blowin' doors in the Hummer,
Em
50k on my fingers
Am
I'm like a NASCAR winner,
poppin' Moe and Bell
Bb
Am
D -Squad don't give a fuck
about nobody else
Em
I pull a Jarrett, you contain your hoe
Am
Click for hours,
Bb
Am
the end result will probably be
Em
Am
So I'll ad vise you to dunk
Bb
your QPs and powder
Am
Em
We gangsters and we jackin' cow ards
We gangsters nigga
Am
Bb
You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
Am
Em
the fuckin' broads we with
Am
We gangsters nigga
Bb
We'll come through your hood
Am
a hundred feet
Em
and empty the whole clip
We gangsters nigga
Am
Bb
We got guns for the beat
Am
Em
And my niggas will put you under the street
Am
We gangsters nigga
So you better watch what you say
Bb
Am
Em
While I empty the whole clock in your face
Gm
Am
S -T, nigga, D -Squad, G -G -D
C#
Am
Don't get it twisted, motherfucker,
yeah, we do creak
We ride out thugs, shit, we don't die
C#
Cm
We lay low like mechanics
Gm
trying to fix up rocks
A lot of cats say I'm sick in the head
Am
C#
When I anger a song,
Am
F
poodles gon' be up missing again
Am
Cm
C
I chop haters up like
Am
an old -ass sample
C#
And creep through your village
Am
Bb
Am
like Stallone and Rambo
Em
I'm like piranhas on red meat,
Am
Bb
I'm on you niggas
You afros,
Am
Em
then I guess I got to comb you niggas
Am
So break bread when you see me,
dawg, hit the floor
Bb
Am
I'm like a nigga off the X,
Em
unpredictable
Imitators always hollerin'
Am
how gangsta they is
Bb
Am
But got about as much courage
Em
as the lion in the wind
Am
Shit, I'm into pullin' cigs
on you fake J -Cap
Bb
Am
Me and my burner hold it down,
Em
man, we go way back
We gangstas, nigga
Am
Bb
You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
Am
Em
the fuckin' broads we with
Am
We gangstas, nigga
We'll come through your
Bb
Am
hood a hundred feet
Em
And empty the whole clip
We gangstas, nigga
Am
Bb
We got guns for the beat
Am
Em
And my niggas'll put you under the street
Am
We gangstas, nigga
So you better watch what you say
Bb
Am
Em
Why empty the whole clock in your face?
Outro 1
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