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Still Bangin chords by Capone

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Verse 1
(A minor)
(F major) We still bangin',
(A minor) still go hard for the streets
Still bangin',
ride low when the foes in the threes
Still rockin', corn tears is white,
T's and Ben D's
Still (F major) bangin', yeah homie, homie,
we still bangin'
Still bangin', (A minor) still go hard for the streets
still bangin'
Ride low when the fours and the threes
Still rockin' Cortez's,
Whitey's, and Bendy's
Still (F major) bangin'
Yeah, homie, homie, we still bangin'
Big (A minor) brown bandana on
Kid with the banana on
Pops your cabello,
let me (F major) get me some (A minor) hammer -on
Cork, Rennal, Rikers Raza,
we the deepest
Whole (F major) bunch of mala suerte
For you and your peepses
(A minor) You can find us anywhere
the real streets is
California sunshine to
where the temp freezes
Kick down the preta
where your boss and the chief is
(F major) Pistol up they ass till they show us
where the cheese is
(A minor) Been banging for a (F major) whole
shitload (A minor) of years
Task forces couldn't even run
us out of here
Chicago, we're ruthless
Terras bien (F major) hechos, calipas, quibuchas
Too many, su reno NY (A minor) paisamos,
Detroit matamos
Milwaukee, rifamos
New Jersey, controlamos
Daddy, you will never ever
(F major) want to (A minor) test this
(F major) Show up at your house
with a hundred million men
Still bangin'
(A minor) Still go hard for the streets
Still bangin'
Ride low when the foes in the three
Still rockin'
Quarantez is white, T's and Bendy
Still (F major) bangin'
Yeah, homie, homie,
we still bangin'
Still bangin'
(A minor) Still go hard for the streets
Still bangin'
Ride low when the foes in the three
Still rockin'
Quarantez is white, T's and Bendy
Still (F major) bangin'
Yeah, homie, homie, we still bangin'
Get (A minor) my check on
With no vest on
Aim the 12 to your (F major) face,
now your (A minor) neck gone
Me bandera, three major colors
Evil (F major) in the middle,
bow down motherfuckers
(A minor) All my homies
G'd up, it's a tatted up
Got the ink on the face, don't give a fuck
You get ganas, we hoppin' in the truck
Right (F major) about your operation, fuck it up
Get (A minor) the keys to the spot,
do the rock 'n 'roll
Post up on your block,
do the shop -a -muck
The big boss say, dude, what we gotta do
To (F major) bring the work home,
keep it in the family, dude
(A minor) Get your clique merked (F major) up real quick, (A minor)
guess it
Cause the beef's so real,
so thick, guess it
Get your ass a cantina with
your supermodel
(F major) And crack both these skulls open
with a gremlin bottle (A minor) bangin',
still go hard for the streets
Still bangin',
ride low with the foes and the threes
Still rockin', cortezes,
white tees and bendys
Still (F major) bangin', yeah, homie, homie,
we still bangin'
Still bangin', (A minor) still go hard from the streets
Still bangin',
ride low when the foes in the threes
Still rockin', corn tissues,
white tees and bendis
Still (F major) bangin', yeah homie,
homie, we still bangin'
(A minor) Parasa stay deep, homie,
we expandin'
Started in LA, now we ridin' in Manhattan, man South Bronx,
we got a (F major) big in Coron (A minor) a Coron (F major) a
Queens, rose belt,
dog, no one for teamin'
(A minor) South, then we solid, brutal VSS
Ride on Laurel Canyon,
a .k .a. Instant Death Weapon aiming,
pushing (F major) right through your chest
(A minor) Now (F major) use a gun or tug,
style it out of breath
This (A minor) ain't Kanye, this is real spit
This ain't Kool -Aid, this is real shit
For me to stay with nice
techs in the khakis
Grow (F major) up a whole bunch of shit like Iraqis
Come on, (A minor) bye,
what you really gonna do
When you're surrounded by a
whole bunch of Rasa, fool
You don't stand a chance,
(F major) I, you ain't got a clue
Got hyenas in my hood
that's more gangster than you
We still bangin', (A minor) still go hard for the streets
Still bangin',
ride low when the foes in the three
Still rockin',
Cortez's white tees up in these
Still (F major) bangin', yeah, homie, homie,
we still bangin'
Still bangin', (A minor) still go hard for the streets
Still bangin', ride low
when the foes in the three
Still rockin',
Cortez's white tees up in these
Still (F major) bangin', yeah, homie, homie,
we still bangin' (A minor)
You
(F major)
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