Looking Good chords by
Z-ro
Z-ro

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Key: C minor
Verse 1
Gm
(*talking*)
Dum- dum, da- da- da- da- dum,
dum- dum
Eb
Dum- dum dum- dum,
da- da- da- da- dum, dum- dum
F
On the latest roll with my
Gm
boy Z- Ro here
Z- Ro you ready ha,
Rock yeah you dropping that hot shit
Eb
You really dropping that hot shit ha,
Cm
Z- Ro let me
F
Hear what you gonna sing for this one,
come on
Verse 2
Gm
(Z- Ro)
Three liter big red, got diluted nines fed
Able to make a bitch,
wanna suck my naked head
Eb
I get fly when I wanna,
graduated from corners
Cm
I know it tingle,
Bb
F
cause your pussy marinated my sauna
Gm
If you capping I ain't tripping,
cause I really don't need you
Prolly say your pussy gon be beat up,
and having a seizure
Eb
Overseas vacation,
Cm
Prime Co. communication
And radio stations,
Bb
F
got us in regular rotation
Gm
Cause the guns unloaded,
lot of heads got exploded
Destined to be the throwdesf, if
I'm properly promoted
Eb
Sewed it up like a sweater,
Cm
financial back or go- getter
Then through your vest chest,
F
with the talons in my baretta
Gm
Stay one step ahead of,
my competition they better
Fly down from overseas sign down,
and get to chumping for cheddar
Eb
26 letters than Ro,
if you ain't know now you know
Cm
From Ridgemont 4 to Akapoko, I'm
F
gripping grain in my flame
Verse 3
Gm
(Hook)
Sunday morning pulling out my bitch,
I'm looking good
Eb
Cm
Nothing but diamonds around neck and around my wrist,
F
I'm looking good
Gm
Doubles breasted tailor made,
I'm 'Sacci'd down to the flo'
Eb
And it don't matter,
if you step on my wing tipped shoe
Cm
F
Cause I'ma just go buy me some mo',
Gm
(what it is what it is)
Verse 4
(Papa Reu) Rolly on me wrist,
Gm
Sansun me wrist band
20 inch rims, on me suspension
Eb
Foreign replay,
Cm
and not forge my stun- a
Dressed everyday,
F
in the latest fashion look
Gm
Boys the enemy, best respect the man
Listen to me, know it's rule number one
Eb
No buster ain't right,
we told the game plan
Cm
F
You do, you better and
change the wrist band
Gm
The way me flow, my retaliation
So listen to me boy understand,
understand
Eb
It's a bezeled out wrist,
and that I wear everyday
Cm
On the right hand- a,
F
the Presidential Rolly
Gm
And it's crossed off,
like a ton of ice on the tray
And the price start- a,
my choice to lose security
Eb
If you don't believe me,
Cm
ask your old lady
F
I know she saw it, from 'Poko miles away
Gm
Interlude 1
Eb
Cm
F
Gm
Eb
Cm
F
Verse 5
Gm
(Hook)
(Z- Ro)
Pull up to my bump, as I let it recline
13's easy five screens,
it ain't no fucking with mine
Eb
They think I'm fucking with nine,
but I multiplied it by fo'
Cm
It took some time,
F
but I decided to throw my bitch on the 4's
Gm
The bubble- eyed Mazaratti, on
a mission to meet Scotty
With bullets for your body,
cause I'm living like Gotti
Eb
Pistol grip and a beam,
plus a murdering team
Cm
Cash rule everything me,
Bb
F
that there ain't nothing but green
Gm
Jumping in and out of line,
moving slow as I wanna
Smoking reefer bending corners,
on 20 inch Yokohama
Eb
Cause these niggaz be hating me,
when I be crawling down
Cm
So I'm like Paul Bugsy with a infrared,
F
cause these niggaz be falling down
Gm
Steady yelling out timber,
from the first dance January down to the last dance
December better remember,
put a big shell casing up in you
Eb
Make you weak like SWV, when
Cm
I shine and grind like E.S.G
Bb
But I gotta get love like the Big Steve,
F
Gm
Eb
Cm
throwed in the game like that
F
Gm
P-
Eb
Cm
A-
F
Gm
T
(Hook) (*talking*)
Verse 6
Gm
Alright, ha-
ha
F
You know so we keeping it real,
Cm
Eb
yeah
F
Southside, Southside ha
How you mean,
Papa Reu, my boy Z- Ro
You know Rock with another hit
Ha- ha, you know he here
with another hit
Ha- ha yeah, yeah- yeah

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