Rivals chords by
Facemob
Facemob

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Key: E minor
Verse 1
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I came in the door, said itbe fore I
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never let the rebel jerk clown anymore
With no lights on, an old white
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Brome robot
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The windows came down and
bullets started
Motherfuckers was runnin'
and even myself had to dodge
I dipped around the houses,
the bullets hit the garage
Nigga wasn't scared,
just was wonderin' who the fuck was that
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I wish I had my shit so I could shoot
and bust him back
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But I was stuck without it,
but nobody was hit
Peeped around the corner,
first nigga I saw was that skit
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Took the bang -bang boogie,
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up jumps the clock
Just to let a nigga know to face one,
don't stop
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All this momma period come to a state of dirt,
less work
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If it hurts, say ouch,
you know who up in the house
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Sub him with one in the chamber
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Hit him up quick and then
feed up the whole clip
Never letting go,
you know it's about survival
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So fool I'm gon' last once
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I blast on the rival
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That's why I came in the door,
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said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
I came in the door,
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said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
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I came in the door,
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said it before I never let the rival turf clown anymore
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I ain't never known,
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said it before, I never let the
Bible turn around
Now we point up in they face like mapes and
they can't see where it's coming from
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Burnin' through they eyes,
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we're lost to put you niggas on the run
I'm with the mob,
so I ain't pressed about shit
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Keep that 9mm cock for them
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niggas that want a sex trip
You bring your heat,
I'll bring you closer to pain
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Driven by insane thoughts,
so cross your turf on vast terrain
And leave your weather set
up just by a mattress
Got clicks like fire, screeching tires,
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you see we actin'
So put this to your memory,
cause you ain't seein' 3 -A -G from
E .C.
Who was brought up by the streets
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I bring the heat for
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niggas slippin' on us
Put the bus shoe on your ass,
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cause in gas I trust, that's why I
came in the door, said it before
I never let the rival turf clown anymore
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I came in the door, said it before
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I never let the rival turf clown anymore
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I came in the door, said it before
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I never let the rival turf clown anymore
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I came in the door, said it before,
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I never let the rival turf cloud me
I'm on the turf of the rivals,
heated as I roll past the 5 -0's
Bulletproof vest on my chest for survival,
bandana face, small base
With criminal instincts to blast on the fake,
yeah
Now follow me through
territorial flights, to
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Indian burial sites
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And editorial likes, but for tonight,
we gon' laugh off the hook
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Any nigga wearin' a rival color
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gettin' his ass took
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I'm set trippin' on the enemy, never been no friend of me,
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never will, that's why I must kill
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Now nigga you don't understand me, that's why I can't sleep,
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because I keep hearing about your fam ily
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I'm on a squilla chase, a nigga chase,
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I can't bring myself to reach until I see you all die
Besides, buster niggas get the faux faux,
with undue funeral services casket closed
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Behold, unfold all you own, I come across your dome,
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burnin' your temple like rock roll
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Make way, son,
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I'm stompin' in my big black boots
Somebody help me,
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cause shit ain't even half -ass cute
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I'm full sprayin',
leavin' niggas layin' in a fetal position
Like
Nico
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Brown, bleedin' from the mouth now
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I know they really out to get me,
I'm runnin' red lights
Beepin' the rival bucket killer's headlights
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I'm hearin' bullets hit my window,
I dip a swerve left
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And pop him seven teen through his pinto,
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I'm still rollin'
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Just about to halfway mark,
it's halfway dark
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This shit ain't really half -ass start,
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and I
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I ain't nigga do,
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said it before,
I never let the
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Bible turn proud anymore
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you
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