My Homies chords by Sal Capone

SimplifiedAm · Dm · Bm · G · E

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
If I got two shots,
they goin' through your door
Need to plot the scheme and think about war
Dm 
Am 
If the homie got hit, I don't cry no more
Bm 
Bang on these fools,
Am 
I'm just a bad boy
Got the drawer full of toys,
fake -ass McCoy
Here to die, they need to fuckin' die
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
My  homie loves creepin' on the low
Am 
Catch a chump slippin',
let the gunshots blow
Step in the hood, you gotta let him know
I let your son live, but you gotta go
Dm 
Am 
Messin' with the wrong,
Dm 
that's a no -no
Am 
Take one of mine, that's the way it goes
Take a little trick with
a smash on these hoes
Send him home,
rat bullet holes in his clothes
Dm 
Am 
It's folks thinking what
G 
Bm 
the hell's going on
Am 
Something sounds wrong,
I don't like this song
Homies ride when it's time to ride
That's why we drink when homies die
Dm 
E 
And we can't wait till we take a lie
Am 
Dm 
Am 
If you bring war, better bring it right
We ride for the little young
homie that died
It's a shame that we gotta take a lie
E 
Am 
When the guns out, hit em up right, alright
G 
Am 
Some gang bang and they
don't got straps
I shoot them thangs and
G 
make your lungs collapse
Dm 
If he's missing his brain,
Am 
then look on his lap
Bm 
Kids   are never the same
Am 
with hoes in they back
I'm a Caliban
with a nine pistol
packing on the ground
Missile smacking up your spine,
that's how everybody die
Dm 
Am 
The way I react's
like a foolie out of math
Bm 
Am 
Fuck all the yelling, I'll be back
I shoot that ass when it cracks
You don't have to have a reason to ride
Just having fingers squeezing
the trigger
Dm 
Somebody eating the die
If you brandish your gun,
now don't ask why
Am 
You can vanish and run
to meet God in the sky
I have no conscience
I kill before niggas
G 
just look in my eyes
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
I'm the same angel of  death as Sal Capone
Am 
G 
Am 
Except he sprays a deck
and I blast the crow
We when it's time to ride
That's why we drink when all we die
E 
And we can't wait till we take a lie
Am 
Bm 
If you bring war better bring it right
Am 
We ride on the little young
homie that died
It's a shame that we gotta take a lie
E 
Am 
When the guns out hit em up right, alright
G 
Am 
Lost a lot of friends,
it ain't going down again
Got a hot one, and he won, that's dumb
Dm 
We got good aim,
Am 
Dm 
so we bound to pop some
Am 
Bm 
If we ain't strapping,
Am 
well, we got chucks
A fool gets stuck, that ain't enough
Leave him in the box with a homie,
that's love
Dm 
Am 
Many wanna play the game,
G 
Bm 
it gets rough
Am 
Bm 
So tough, out here, no  one thing
Am 
It's the shit that I bring
Talk to sleep once, let the barrel
O -sing
Dm 
Back to the hood, party
G 
I should reminisce on the days
Am 
with a homie, all good
Rest in peace to the ride of drugzine,
this is dedicated to the ones on my team
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
You best believe when you see high beams,
G 
you're gonna feel death when
Am 
the white walls scream
We thrive when it's time to rise,
that's why we drink when all you die
Dm 
And we can't wait till we take a life,
Bm 
Am 
if you bring war better bring it right
We ride, for the little young
homie that died
It's a shame that we gotta take a lie
E 
Am 
When the guns out, hit em up right, alright
G 
Am 
I   hope we thrive when
it's time to ride
That's why we drink when all we die
Dm 
E 
And we can't wait till we take a lie
G 
Dm 
Bm 
If you bring war, better bring it right
Am 
We  ride, for the little young
homie that died
It's a shame that we gotta take a lie
E 
Am 
When the guns out, hit em up right, alright