Thrilla chords by Hell Rell, J.R. Writer
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Verse 1
(A minor) Yo, I hear a lot of niggas
talkin' shit out (B flat minor) there
and they ain't even tough
(A minor) I hear what?
I see a lot of niggas
walkin' around (B flat minor) with chains on
and they ain't even built like (A minor) that
I see (B flat minor) these niggas
Well (D major) here's your last warning,
cocksucker
No (B flat minor) (A minor) more talkin'
Next time the gloves (B flat minor) is
comin' (A minor) out
and the black mask is (C major) comin' off
Right! Gunners,
(B flat minor) I will squeeze ten in your face
Why you hug your boy,
have all your family flyin' in
All because of you,
I had a preacher screamin' out
He was a real good kid
until he ran into some (C major) gangsters
Did some shit he shouldn't (B flat minor) have did
And you gotta get searched
if nobody in the crew know you
My nigga need a phone,
slap you for a booze smoker
I been all over the world, I move global
You so (C major) easy to kill, nigga, you (B flat minor) too local
And these diamonds on my neck
got his crew mad
If niggas is wavy, fuck it, I'm a do -rag
Never been to Vegas, bettin' big paper
Semi -auto (C major) matic handgun (B flat minor) s
that come with lasers
Use a big trick, don't give a bitch shit
Rather blow my loot on
the 0 -9 coupe
And I'm so not so psyched
I'm on my Mr. Campbell shit,
(C major) so keep (B flat minor) the manuscript
Ruger, my shit fully loaded
I'm about to unload it
It's like a bomb jumped on the
scene and exploded
Tick, tick, boom, Mr. Ruger, nigga
You don't (C major) wanna war with me,
I got (B flat minor) shoot ers, nigga
I pimp the perp, and by the way,
my niggas lurk
Yeah, I be out of space,
but I reach you earth
They on my back for all that crack
They want my soft lawn,
(C major) they don't want (B flat minor) no more soft racks
This is hard cut, harm what?
These niggas couldn't harm us,
arms clutch
Gotta bend them like a bond dutch
I fly to Amsterdam when I wanna spark up
How I play the (C major) coffee shop,
they think I work for (B flat minor) Starbucks
I spit the kind of bars up
that give these guys a headache
These guys pathetic,
you'll never be as fly, forget it
Nevermind the relish,
but I get a lot of lettuce
Franks in (C major) Switzerland,
that'll make papaya (B flat minor) jealous
I be grindin' fellas,
I don't just be gettin' blunted
These Judith Lieber shades
cost me nearly fifteen hundred
How you niggas want it?
Listen, I'm a fuckin' champ
My passport (C major) ain't got room
for (B flat minor) another stamp
Confront the camp,
I'll turn you to a corpse
You're silly if you really think
you're heard of in New York
I'm a willy, papa willy,
while I'm swervin' in a Porsche
Only time you ever been (C major) around
the world was on the (B flat minor) court
My shit fully loaded,
I'm about to unload it
It's like a bomb jumped on the
scene and exploded
Boom, Mr. Ruger, nigga
You don't (C major) wanna war with me,
I got shoot (B flat minor) ers, nigga
I pip the perp, and by the way,
my niggas lurk
Yeah, I be out of space,
but I reach the Earth
They on my back for all that crack
They want my sophomore,
(C major) they don't want no more soft racks
When (B flat minor) I say short,
short is what you niggas worth
Shit, your worth is almost
shorter than a miniskirt
I squeeze in them Porsche Vs,
I'm that nigga jerk
Your cheese (C major) like a short
sleeve (B flat minor) on a midget shirt
Go get some work and get the work,
your shit's the worst
I kill it first, go switch your
verse or get a hearse
I get berserk, I'm a great,
your shit's rehearsed
You spin (C major) dirt, get out (B flat minor) my face,
I'll get you hurt
My shit fully loaded,
I'm about to unload it
It's like a bomb jumped on
the scene and exploded
Tick, tick, boom, it's the Ruger, nigga
You don't (C major) wanna war with me,
I got shoot (B flat minor) ers, nigga
I pimp the perp, and by the way,
my niggas lurk
Yeah, I be out of space,
but I reach the earth
They on my back for all that crack
They want my sophomore,
they don't (C major) want no more soft racks (B flat minor)
You
(C major)
Thrilla
Hell Rell, J.R. Writer
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