Trap God chords by Hollywood Undead
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Intro 1
(A minor) (F major) (C major) (B minor)
(A minor) (F major) (C major) (B minor)
Verse 1
I (A minor) got these fucking habits,
if it's green, just let me have it
Watch 'em run, jackrabbits,
.44, just let me pack (C major) it
Yeah, that (A minor) dove and that grenade,
renegades of the day
Check your pulse, motherfucker,
no, we are not the same
'Cause we can chop chop all that
white up in the chop shop
Doping out the drop top,
got these bitches jumping hopscotch
Trap gods, and we got everything
you'll ever need
That's 818,
that's 310, 405, that's 323
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Verse 2
Burn it down (A minor)
Till it's raining embers and ashes,
fall down to the ground
(Burn bitch to the ground)
Till it's raining embers and ashes,
fall down to the ground
Verse 3
Like a (A minor) real rockstar
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god
Verse 4
(A minor) It's going down, my skin,
it's plain i- in a pain
It's painted black,
this ain't a act to entertain
Category six, lo- love is disastrous
Pour the gasoline,
light up the matches
Question everything,
don't trust the smile
This is FM radio,
don't touch that fucking dial
Verse 5
Burn it (A minor) down (F major)
Till (C major) it's raining embers and ashes,
fall (B minor) down to the (A minor) ground
(Burn bitch to the (F major) ground)
Till (C major) it's raining embers and ashes,
(A minor) fall down to the ground
Verse 6
Like a (A minor) real rockstar
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (A minor)
Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god
Verse 7
So (A minor) re- up and blast off
'cause we never act soft
Get beat up and slap box 'cause
(C major) I'll break that (B minor) ass off
Yeah, (A minor) we keep this block hot,
so run when we pop shots
We heat up this hotbox and
pray to the trap gods
Verse 8
Like a (A minor) real rockstar (yeah)
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (trap (A minor) god)
Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (trap god) (A minor)
Like a real rockstar (oh)
I'm a (C major) real trap (B minor) god (trap god)
(A minor) Like a real rockstar
Burn it down, let 'em run,
I'm a real trap god (A minor)
Trap God
Hollywood Undead
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