Mask And Da Glock chords by Three 6 Mafia

SimplifiedC · Cm · Bb · F · Eb …

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Verse 1
C 
Let's put him in the trunk of the car
and drive him off the pier
Fuck you, man
C'mon, papi, man, It ain't that far,
Cm 
down the block, man
C 
C'mon, just like the old days,
Cm 
papi, be calm
C 
Here comes the pain!

Verse 2
C 
Break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
Bb 
C 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,
bre- break)
Break- break- break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
F 
C 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,
Eb 
Bb 
Eb 
C 
body full of bullet holes)

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Verse 3

Break out the mask, and the

Glock, and get rid of you

(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,

bre- break)

Break- break- break out the mask,

and the Glock, and get rid of you

(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,

body full of bullet holes)

Verse 4
C 
Hangin' out the window, holdin'
F 
tight to my murder weapon
C 
Hit the lights, creep up slow,
F 
C 
bullet lead catchin' yo' ass slippin'
Glock poppin',
Bb 
F 
bustas droppin', niggas duckin' from this shit
Cm 
C 
Mask on my face,
Bb 
F 
no description of  who made this hit

Verse 5
C 
Bitches thinkin' "Who was it?"
F 
Bitch, it was Triple Six
C 
Gm 
Devil thoughts, evil thoughts,
C 
F 
tr'izz'ick bitches I just cl'izz'ick
C 
Plenty of blood, no suspects,
F 
only victims layin' dead
C 
Shells layin' in their body's,
Bb 
it's the fuckin' bullet lead

Verse 6
Bb 
Cm 
Now niggas in  the morgue,
Gm 
Cm 
and I could give a fuck less
Keep my business quiet,
Gm 
Bb 
it's kept mothers in their black dress
Cm 
Headed back to my fuckin' hood,
C 
Gm 
Cm 
project born, ridge grove
Hustler raised, gangsta raised,
Gm 
Bb 
C 
business up in dirty coast

Verse 7
Now sorry, you're the one got
me reachin' for my hip
F 
C 
No friends in the game in the spot,
Bb 
F 
victim of  my clip
C 
Fuck all you bustas! Step,
Bb 
and you're gonna die
Cm 
C 
Comin' at yo' ass,

Verse 8
victim of a fuckin' drive- by
C 
Break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
Gm 
Bb 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,
bre- break)
C 
Break- break- break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,
Cm 
Bb 
C 
body full of bullet holes)

Verse 9
C 
Break out the mask, and the
Glock, and get rid of you
Bb 
C 
Bb 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,
bre- break)
C 
Break- break- break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,
Bb 
body full of bullet holes)

Verse 10
C 
Straight from the North, bitch,
Bb 
ridge grove is my stompin' ground
C 
You niggas don't make a move,
Bb 
you bitches don't make a sound
Cm 
C 
Sawed- off gangsta and nigga
Cm 
C 
Cm 
Glock, back in for the '94
C 
Tellin' all you punk bustas, mane,
bring that shit to the door
Bb 
I'm

Verse 11
C 
able, unfadable, no
Bb 
nigga can fuck with this
C 
You talk all that bullshit,
Bb 
to yo' mouth goes my fuckin' fist
C 
I'm jackin' 5000, bitch,
Bb 
so go home and get yo' gat
C 
You better take cover, ho,
Bb 
'cause this shit is on like that

Verse 12
Cm 
Squeezin' my fuckin' trigger,
C 
blastin' to take yo' life
Cm 
Bb 
Your niggas done got all down,
D 
Bb 
Cm 
so you have to pay the price
C 
Jumped in the fuckin' ride loced up,
mane, from head to toe
Cm 
D 
I pulled out a sack of ink,
Dm 
rolled up as we start to  blow
C 
My

Verse 13
gat gets tight in my hand,
it's too late to break and run
F 
C 
My bullets ejected, bitch,
Bb 
got shot down by teflons
Cm 
C 
On a spree, killin' see,
Bb 
welcome to the evil side
F 
C 
It's too late to run, bitch,
F 
victim of a drive- by

Verse 14
C 
Break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
Bb 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,
bre- break)
C 
Break- break- break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
Bb 
C 
Bb 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,
C 
body full of bullet holes)

Verse 15
Break out the mask, and the
Bb 
Glock, and get rid of you
C 
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop, bre- break,
bre- break)
Break- break- break out the mask,
and the Glock, and get rid of you
(Pop- pop, 'til you drop,
body full of bullet holes)