We're blown chords by Petey Pablo
Verse 1
G#
yo jay what up this is dedicated to the
niggas that was down from day one
dead man dead man walking
we got a dead man walking here jesus
please what is he yelling about
F
oh you might want to reconsider
Am
F
getting in the cell with this guy
G#
C#
He's enormous.
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Am
F
Dm
Can't be bigger than you.
F
You might want to reconsider getting
Am
in the cell with this guy.
F
Dm
Am
He's enormous.
my mind made up,
F
Dm
and goddammit we blow
E
Am
Fuck puffin' that college ho,
sippin' overtone
I got my mind made up,
F
Dm
and goddammit we blow
E
Am
F
Y 'all can't touch me now,
Am
y 'all can't fuck with me now
Dm
Am
Yeah, I'm up in y 'all house,
F
Am
huh, with a dick in your mouth
F
What you know about doin' these
Dm
Am
numbers when you come out?
F
Fuckin' y 'all bitch -ass nig
gas with no grease
Am
Ain't scared of cops,
Dm
Am
we pay in' the police
F
Fuck what her son been sayin' about me,
Bb
F
Dm
I'm only bein' what I was born to be
E
Am
A superstar on the
F
death row label like
Hamid
Am
Thanks,
F
Am
Yug, for nigga understandin' me
Puttin'
B .D. in a position for
B .D. to breathe
Settin' your motherfuckin'
F
Dm
homeboy free
F
Am
Holla at me, dawg,
regardless right or wrong
Dm
Ain't nothin' but a call away,
hit me on the horn
Am
F
I'll be there to settle the score
Dm
This
Am
F
Dm
E
Carolina nigga right here rise for ya
Am
Buck bumpin' that
Galli roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
F
Dm
E
and goddammit we blowed
Am
Bump bumpin' that mileage ho,
sippin' over drones
I got my mind made up,
F
Dm
and goddammit we blowed
E
Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, left my
Dm
F
Escalade down there
Am
Came out here,
jumped up in a new black
Benz
Way out here,
F
got me a few more friends
Am
F
Brother -in neck bone,
Dm
what the business here?
E
Am
F
Still trill, still got a house at the crib
Am
Dm
Still on the house I growed up in
Am
Still kickin' with my folks and them
Every time I'm here, cool,
F
Dm
I'm just real adept
E
Am
It's so ill at how I feel myself
And I ain't arrogant at all, dawg
Dm
Am
Naw, I just know I'm blessed
Fuck all that bullshit,
y 'all, I don't stress
F
I just sit back, re lax,
Dm
and give me that right there
Am
Whatever that right there is,
Dm
Am
that right there
Dm
Therefore, no questions asked
Am
F
Nigga, I'm grown, been grown,
Am
been on my own
F
Dm
E
Since I was young, thirteen years old
Am
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
F
Dm
E
and goddammit we blow
Am
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
F
Dm
and goddammit we blow
E
Am
Yeah I changed up,
F
shit y changed up
Am
What y 'all changed for,
Dm
had that change up
Am
F
Am
Coppin' me a barrel of buck, hit the yard
F
Dm
E
Am
Go battle it up , monster truck,
F
mashin' on all y 'all turf
Am
If you don't wanna get trucked,
Dm
nothin' back to fuck
Am
Keep your hands off shit
F
don't be long to ya
Keep your mouth out of shit before
Dm
E
you get fucked up
Am
Keep your man out of here
Dm
before your man get touched
Am
It ain't sugar,
you got to worry about him hittin' a muff
He on parole, hit or roll this road
Dm
The mean sticks got a ways to go
Am
Puff, puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
F
Dm
And goddammit we blow
E
Am
Puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
F
Dm
E
Am
F
Am
And goddammit we blow
F
Dm
E
Am
F
Dm
Am
F
Am
F
Dm
E
Am
Thanks watching
We're blown
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