Keep Bangin chords by Nems
Verse 1
Am
G
F
Am
You
ain't a murderer,
you ain't a thug, you ain't a burglar
What they call you?
I never heard of you,
you're probably a perjurer
G
Met your mom, dupes,
F
and now I'm servin' her
Am
What they call you?
I never heard of you
Listen family,
you won't see my hammer jam
When it hits you niggas
seein' your stomach
like sardar clams
Damn, understand,
G
I'm the motherfuckin' man, bitch
F
Am
Leave you fucked up like a to
mato soup sandwich
Cast this whole damn clip right
in between the smacks
You straight pussy nigga,
go get your bikini waxed
Bitches I be with,
G
straight fly like venus traps
F
Been locked for a minute but
Am
now the king is back
So basically, when I say you die
It's when the goonies come,
you'll cop clicks
Like hey you guys
I'm smokin' haze in
G
that smoke gray new file
F
Can't see me cause the
Am
AK shoots eyes
And
I, and
I, demand some respect
Black bandana over the face,
holdin' the tech
Don't worry, don't shit,
G
be over in a sec
F
When you catch his whole round,
Am
leave a shoulder in your neck
You ain't a murderer, you ain't a thug,
you ain't a burglar
What they call you? I never heard of you
You were probably a perjurer,
G
your girl was at my show
F
Now I'm hurting her,
Am
what they call you? I never heard of you
You ain't a murderer, you ain't a thug,
you ain't a burglar
What they call you? I never
heard of you
G
You were probably a perjurer, met you last week,
F
my man was herping you
Am
What they call you? I never heard of you
When it's crunch time, niggas don't want mine I'm in
a class by myself like a teacher throwing lunch time
G
Take out your whole squad with one line
F
Am
Cause my niggas don't rap but you
can hear they gun rhyme
Catch you by the night,
you won't make it to the sunshine
Catch you by the light,
steal your watch take your sunshine
G
Niggas like you be calling up one time,
F
Am
you's a little nigga I'll knock you out with a punchline
After that I'll hit your chick with the fatty
In your crib with your kid
asking if I'm his daddy
G
I told the little faggot, nah, but a
G is in the place
F
Rolled up the garcia,
Am
Vega blew the weed all in his face
I guess he caught a contact,
pissin' in his bed
While his mother's in the next room,
delivering the head
You the type of nigga that be
G
snitchin' to the feds
F
Pull my gun number two,
Am
cause it hit you with the land
Keep it back, you ain't a murderer,
you ain't a thug
You ain't a burglar,
what they call you? I never heard of ya
You probably a perjurer,
G
met your mom through her
F
Now I'm servin' her,
Am
what they call you? I never heard of
Keep it back, you ain't a murderer,
you ain't a thug
You ain't a burglar,
what they call you?
I never heard of you,
you probably a perjurer
G
Your girl was at my show,
F
now I'm hurtin' her
Am
What they call you? I never heard of
Keep bangin', keep bangin'
Motherfuckin' fuck your life, nigga
Murder
Festival
G
Yeah
F
Uh -huh,
El
Am
Tamo
Keep, keep, keep bangin'
Keep Bangin
Nems
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