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Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder chords by Gangsta Boo

  • C

  • B

    2
  • D

  • Bb

  • Bbm

Intro 1
C
B
C
D
Chorus x2
Verse 1
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B
C
D
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Kill,
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C
kill, kill, murder,
D
murder, murder
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40- 40 cal, watch a nigga hurt a
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C
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
D
40 fuckin' cal,
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watch a nigga hurta

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Verse 2
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(Gangsta Boo) On the other side of town
Blake Haven bound
C
Where I'm found
D
Ain't nobody bloody
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Bbm
Angels sayin', must be hell bound
Bb
B
Everybody on that liqour
C
Bangsta Boo is right up with ya
D
Can't you see your picked
a picture perfect
Bb
Now it's time to get you
B
Come with me
So you can see the side
C
Of the dark niggas
D
Claimin' hard
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Be left with body parts in the yard
Bbm
B
Bitch I got you scared
C
Unless you prepared to take the test
D
Hope you study hard
When this go fly through
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your fuckin' vest
B
Never be as clever as I
C
I'm on the level come high
D
High till the day that I die
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Or will you kiss me good bye
B
I'm bout it, whatever bitch
C
You want to get some of this
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You be the one that get your ass kicked
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Quick in the dick
B
I'll put your ass inn a trunk
C
In the city of bump
D
I might not lock up the door
Bb
Blaze a crystal blunt
B
I'm in the studio loot
C
Doin' a race on this track
D
Some with me (??)
Bb
I got it locked like that
B
C
B
Verse 3
C
B
Chorus
C
B
x2
Verse 4
B
I got this shit locked tight
Ain't no keepin' me out
C
You cannot see is
D
Bb
So when I tell you somethin' bitch
Bbm
You best believe it
B
I swear you shouldn't battle with me
C
I'm like a pimple
D
I pop up out of no where
Bb
Bbm
Bb
On your ass so simple
B
I'm laid back on this track
C
I figure you feelin' nigga
D
Throw your setts in the air
Bb
(throw your setts in the air)
Bbm
Bb
Scrip your killas and killas
B
About your dealas on the block
C
Makin' money that's right
D
About the ladies on the real
Bb
lookin' for a late night
B
Don't be surprised when you see me
C
Cause I (??) at the world
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To all you top notch niggas
Bb
Or material girls
B
They call me lady maybe baby
C
I gets jiggy with mine
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I'm feelin' fine on the rise
Bb
Prophet Posse behind
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C
I'm 18 98 flowin' all of my flows
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So bitch imagine how I sound
Bb
When I'm 20 years old
B
We so so def like Jermaine
C
But bitch we tearin' it up
D
The number one hit song
Bb
Of the banned and closed
Outro 1
Chorus
C
B
C
B
B
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