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War Cry chords by Mr. Criminal

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Intro 1
(A minor)
(B minor) (A minor) (C major) (A minor)
(B minor) (A minor)
(C major) Now let (B minor) me see
Verse 1
(A minor) you war cry
We soldiers till the day we die
If you're down put them (B minor) pistols high
(A minor) Yeah now let me see you war cry
We riders till the day we die,
always ready when it's time to ride
Uh -huh, now let me see you war cry
We gangsters till the day we die,
cuz those streets be like the (B minor) front line
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see you war cry
And put them pistols high,
now let me see you war cry
High -powered soldiers
All my high -powered sol (B minor) diers
report (A minor) to roll (B minor) call
Stand (A minor) tall, click (B minor) up on a mis (A minor) sion
and never fall
Forever ball, (B minor) shoot for the stars, (A minor)
I want it all
Garage full of (B minor) luxury rides
(C major) and platinum (B minor) walls
Protec (A minor) ted by Vessas,
(B minor) Mini -14s, (A minor) and SKSs
Molly call the 2 -2 (B minor) -3's
for them buster (A minor) s that wanna test us
Livin' like I'm Scar (B minor) face,
eatin' (A minor) en emies for (B minor) breakfast
Ever (A minor) since my adoles (B minor) cence,
they blame (C major) me for livin' (B minor) reckless
And is (A minor) that what's gotta be
(B minor) done
to make mother (A minor) fuckers respected?
Bust shells in the (B minor) gates,
one trig (A minor) ger will quickly spread it
Fools get hit with guillot (B minor) ines,
I leave mother (A minor) fuckers beheaded
On the verge of self -destruc (B minor) tion,
lawful (C major) one, crime commit (B minor) ted
Glad I (A minor) did it, lack of (B minor) evidence
equals (A minor) criminal acquitted
Destination, front (B minor) line, 1 (A minor) -3,
you know the digits
Back up in the city,
(B minor) ridin' until (A minor) the day I finish
Mr. Criminal
Motherfuck (B minor) er,
be the (A minor) name you cannot
Now let me see you all cry,
we soldiers till the day we die
If you dare, put them (B minor) pistols high, (A minor) yeah
Now let me see you all cry,
we riders till the day we die
Always ready when it's time to ride,
uh -huh
Now let me see you all cry,
we gangsters till the day we die
Cause the streets be like the (B minor) front line
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see you all cry,
and put them pistols high
Now let me see you all cry,
high power soldiers
I'm a motherfuckin' (B minor) soldier,
specter (A minor) , and army fatigue
Fuck with me, I'll be the (B minor) reason
that you (A minor) no longer breathe
Because I'm sick,
it's like (B minor) I've been diagnosed (A minor) with the disease
And anytime I get a (B minor) strap,
I can't do (C major) nothing but squeeze
(B minor) Hopping (A minor) out on mother (B minor) fuckers,
busting (A minor) on enemies
The .357'll (B minor) bring a grown (A minor) man to his knees
And off a full bottle, (B minor) hit full throttle
(A minor) And leave your chest hollow
No evidence (B minor) behind,
(C major) so the cops, they (B minor) can't follow
(A minor) Cause I'm a soldier, homie,
don't test me if you don't know me
Don't make me (B minor) have to arrange
(A minor) your death ceremony
Cause your life's (B minor) at the end (A minor) line,
and fool, I ain't it
Just remember the name,
(B minor) they're Mr. (C major) Criminals
Who (B minor) said it, I'm a (A minor) true Bruce O'Donnell
(B minor) And (A minor) the Southern Cali men
is bombing on the pathetic
(B minor) Talkin' (A minor) shit, you get no credit
for the stress that I pack (B minor)
I got (A minor) a motherfuckin' vetted,
screamin' I'm a war (B minor) cry
Till (C major) the day that
Now (A minor) let me see your war cry
We soldiers till the day we die
If you dare, put them (B minor) pistols high
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see your war cry
We riders till the day we die
Always ready when it's time to ride
Uh -huh, now let me see your war cry
We gangsters till the day we die
Cause the streets be like the (B minor) front line
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see your war cry
And put them pistols high
Now let me see your war cry
High -powered soldiers
It's Lil Tweety,
the (B minor) one and only (A minor) indivisible
I'm with the homie criminal,
(B minor) you mother (A minor) fuckers think
You're invisible,
can't fuck with (B minor) this label,
what (A minor) makes you think
You (B minor) could be (A minor) able to fuck with (B minor) the gang,
your (C major) fucking levels (B minor) nev er hang
(A minor) You on the (B minor) bang of the street (A minor) s,
I put your bitches to seats
I disrespect (B minor) what you see,
(A minor) I know it's hard for
you to believe
Somebody (B minor) my size, open your eyes
I (A minor) pull the trigger, (B minor) ain't a fucking (C major) surprise
So (B minor) many nights could (A minor) be said,
so (B minor) many tries could (A minor) be done
See I'm the one you love to hate,
(B minor) ever since (A minor) 88
Ain't no silly sucker checkmate,
(B minor) motherfuck (A minor) er versus dunce
I'm the one that won't stop,
got (C major) guns ready to (B minor) pop
You can (A minor) run, you can (B minor) hide,
but (A minor) you won't get away
When the tanks pop,
just (B minor) face the homie
(A minor) Fuck what they say,
I'm what the streets created
(B minor) Don't hate it, (A minor) you get baited
Road crime is what we (B minor) made it,
cause I (C major) made it to be
Now (A minor) let me see you all cry
We soldiers till the day we die
If you dare, put the (B minor) pistols high
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see you all cry
We riders till the day we die
Always ready when it's time to ride
Uh -huh, now let me see you all cry
We gangsters till the day we die
Cause the streets be like the (B minor) front line
(A minor) Yeah, now let me see you war cry
Yeah, put them pistols high
Now let me see you war cry
High power soldiers
Let me see you fuckin' war cry
That's right
I'm a high power soldier
Reports a roll call, that's it
Ha ha
Yeah, Mr. Criminal
The homie Little Tweety
Puttin' it down
Y 'all still rippin' it up
in the fuckin' rap game
Comin' up like that
High power entertainment, that's it
Ha ha
Now let me see you war cry (B minor) (A minor)
(C major) You
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