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Refuce 2 Looze chords by Brotha Lynch Hung

  • Am

  • Dm

  • F

  • Em

  • C

Verse 1
Am
I refuse to lose,
Dm
F
Am
fuck them 22's I got an
AP -10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tec -9
So you know you can't fuck with mine
F
Am
I refuse to lose,
Dm
F
Am
fuck them 22's I got an
AP -10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tec -9
So you know you can't fuck with mine
F
Am
I refuse to lose
Dm
F
Fuck them 22's
Am
I got an
AP10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tek -9
So you know you can't fuck with mine
F
Am
I refuse to lose
F
Dm
F
Fuck them 22's
Am
I got an
AP10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tek -9
F
So you know you can't fuck with mine
Am
If I was standing in the dark
letting my 9 spark
Dm
Maybe in a moment,
F
motherfuckers might feel me, yeah
Am
It's the non -tech nigga that
got them motherfuckers tore up
Dm
As I smash off in a seven -deuce,
F
cut you, holdin' your gut
Am
Talkin' bout, what the fuck
Em
Dm
you smokin' on?
F
All dome, as the chronics got me gone,
Am
nigga, it's on
Dm
On till the slugs come out
At night, I do my murder
F
when I'm so tight
Am
It's the third strike, nigga,
so now I'm aiming up at your dome
Dm
Bout to watch your brain split
F
and hit the fleet with broom
I'm like
Am
Richard
Chase mixed with
Al
Capone
Dm
If you want some rip gut shit,
F
nigga, yeah, I got it zoned
Am
So bone to the crib,
I'll get you ex -split food with the tech chrome
Dm
And say the alphabet's backwards fast,
F
I'll find you a brand new dome
Am
A criminal -minded nigga that got
Teps and his nine
Dm
So head to the east side,
F
cause it's bread from time
Am
Dm
F
I refuse to lose, fuck them 22s
Am
Dm
I got an 8B10 and I throw 8s an d 9s
So you know you can't
F
fuck with mine
Am
You can't fuck with mine
F
You used to lose
Dm
Fucked them 22's
F
Am
I got the heat from your ass
Dm
And I throw away tech knives
So you know you can't
F
fuck with mine
Am
Niggas, it's that, that sack
of the endo killer bone
Dm
Your state of mind
Where niggas put their
F
gangsta gear on
Am
And bend corners in a chef 69
Dm
Wire rims, you can't see me
With they neighborhood flags
F
and they black car heart beanies
Am
I'm like
Genie, as I scoop through your hood
and get up to no good
Dm
And I wish you would test my tech
F
Because it love to take out
Am
necks and empty backs out
Dm
So I backs out 350 on the black top
Most smokin' chronic smokin'
F
Loaked out
Sherm
Classic
Pern
Am
Dm
In my ashtray it's always a roach
F
Hit the left lane in case one time approach
Am
C
I got five warrants and some 89 tags
Dm
F
17 in the clip of my auto mag
Am
So sad, I gotta watch my back
Dm
Cause these niggas wanna put me
up in a black leather sack
F
And throw me over they back
Am
But fuck that
Why you think I got extended
clips?
Dm
Cause I'm so high,
F
most of the time I just can't miss
Am
Dm
F
I refuse to lose, fuck them 22's
Am
I got an
AB10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tek -9
F
So you know you can't fuck with mine
Am
Dm
F
I to lose, fuck them 22's
I got an
Am
AB10 and a throwaway
Dm
Tek -9
So you know you can't
F
Am
fuck with mine
Dm
You know you can't fuck with mine
F
Am
You know you can't stand to mine
Dm
Cause I'm on time with the rhyme
F
And I got the nine now
Am
I refuse to lose
Dm
F
Fuck them twenty twos
Am
I got an eight beat ten
Dm
And I throw away ten nines
So you know you can't fuck
F
Am
with mine I refuse to lose
Dm
Fuck them 22's,
F
Am
I got an 8B10 and I throw away
Dm
Tek -9's, all you want is this
F
Am
fuckin' money
Dm
I refuse to lose,
F
Am
Dm
F
I refuse to lose, refuse to
Am
Dm
F
Am
I refuse to lose, fuck them 22's I got an 8 beat 10
Dm
F
and I throw it at 9 so you know you can't fuck with mine
Am
Dm
F
Am
I refuse to lose, fuck them 22's I got an 8 beat 10 and I throw it
Dm
F
Am
Dm
F
at 9 so you know you can't fuck with mine
Am
I refuse, I refuse to lose
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