Shut Em Down (remix) chords by Bizzy Bone, Do Or Die

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
Sip
F 
on some gin and act a fuckin' clown
E 
F 
If Chief say go get them
bitches then watch
Am 
F 
Just half a block and they
gon' set up shop
E 
D 
F 
Like they ain't seen a motherfucker
standin' out all night slayin' rocks
Am 
F 
Oh, I suppose I'm
Am 
sayin' fuck the hoe,
E 
what they don't know, be low
Gon' take this Glock
F 
and introduce her through
they fuckin' door
Am 
F 
Am 
It's half a war when I ain't backin' up
E 
D 
E 
F 
See one more nigga serve a rock
It's the last time,
cause he's backin' up
Am 
F 
A   gorilla shit, nigga,
Am 
where your heart is at,
E 
this shit for real
D 
Am 
Serve a nigga a dime on my block,
F 
bitch, you better shoot to kill
Am 
F 
Am 
Or  walk the fuck off alive,
E 
shut down your spot
D 
Am 
Or smell the fuck off your scent,
from blocks and blocks
Money to be made and we gon' make it
E 
D 
E 
But how in the fuck would I let you?
F 
If I didn't let no other
motherfucker take it
Am 
Start takin' back like I was off the shit
E 
F 
Nigga he ballin' fists,
E 
F 
the one on the right
Can't wait till he swings
so I can choke the bitch
Lister drip, put on the sheets
E 
so they could take a mope
D 
E 
F 
A  real killer, and though I knew
his dick was soft
Am 
Seventeen shots, caused family
E 
to visit his fuckin' town
D 
F 
In the city of shine,
where motherfuckers born a clown
Am 
F 
Go  pound for pound,
E 
and that's your clip,
let's go to war
D 
Am 
Over money and power,
F 
you gotta know just what you dying for
I know this shit is just some ground
Either yours or mine's be
here when we gone
But for now you got to shut
this motherfucker down
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
Am 
F 
shut em down
Am 
Dm 
Am 
And if they step on your toes,
F 
shut em down
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
Am 
F 
shut em down
Am 
D 
Am 
And if they step on your toes,
F 
shut em down
Am 
Open your eyes to some real shit
F 
E 
We niggas be packed with real clips,
D 
F 
and if you flip that strip it'll
leave your ass in danger
Increase my anger, it's old time,
E 
D 
you better close shop
Dm 
Niggas at your set,
F 
ready to kill your whole block
Am 
F 
And this shit won't stop,
Am 
F 
until I give that last word
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
Coming at  my birds,
F 
you get what the fuck you deserve
Am 
An empty tip with no customers
E 
D 
in your gangways
Am 
Dm 
Could've bought that shit,
F 
and still be out here getting paid
Am 
F 
Am 
You let a nigga from that joint
E 
Dm 
run your fucking line
Am 
You tellin' this,
F 
it's you that got that pay to prize
Am 
F 
So  save your life,
Am 
E 
D 
you got a better chance to relocate
Dm 
Make one mistake,
Am 
F 
Am 
I'ma send you to that restin' place
F 
Am 
Start havin' bad dreams,
E 
wakin' up in them mad scenes
D 
Am 
Fuck with this killer,
F 
I don't think you know what it means
Am 
F 
Am 
This shit I'll die for,
E 
shit I'll make you cry for
D 
Dm 
F 
He ain't such a shit,
but it's the same nigga you lied for
Am 
Ain't this some shit, took your life,
F 
waited four rounds
Dm 
F 
Came to your spot,
and now we got some shit bitch
Am 
big heavy sets,
now shuttin' them down
is shit to do for niggas
Dm 
D 
Am 
You can't be true to niggas
so what you do for niggas is come clean
And I mean it
Give it to the bud and the hoes still
Dm 
Search all the workin' with balls
Am 
and workin' with no love
And ponder that's what it once looked
It's gettin' out of hand
cause you fuckin' with some
I don't have it all
So that they're ready to fall
and put some niggas across the wall
How do it feel
when you fuckin' with
Dm 
those veterans?
Am 
Then told him and shut down his body
now we back again
F 
We're about to take place
Am 
and make you vomit in
your own hands
F 
E 
F 
You your own man
Momma say start a division
to grow man
Am 
F 
The choice was yours
Am 
and I'm young for the rose and gold days
F 
Dm 
Am 
Got niggas from the old days,
F 
who kill and go away
Am 
F 
We give it to work
Am 
and now they wanna bring
Dm 
it to the table
Motherfuck your nation,
motherfuck your reputation
Am 
F 
Am 
Now what you win is a lot of bullshit
Dm 
Got nig gas runnin' around
Am 
like Jeter with 9mm and a full clip
F 
I grab the head man by his mouth
E 
F 
Dm 
Am 
I'll ride ya, dodge ya,
and slide ya
F 
to your death with no regrets
I touch his neck, his pulse is gone
I shut some down, I shut some down,
I shut some down
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
Am 
F 
Am 
shut em down
E 
Am 
Dm 
Am 
F 
And if  they step on your toes,
shut em down
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
shut em down
E 
Dm 
Am 
And if they step on your toes,
shut em down
F 
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
shut em down
Am 
E 
F 
D 
Dm 
An  d if they step on your toes,
F 
shut em down
Am 
F 
Now if them bitches try to clown,
shut em down
Am 
E 
D 
Am 
An  d if they step on your toes,
Dm 
Am 
F 
shut em down
Am 
Dm 
F 
Am 
F 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Am 
Shut 'em down, 'em down,
F 
shut 'em down