All I Need аккорды от
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy

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Тональность: F minor
Verse 1
Cm
Cm
People got to have money
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
(Gangsta)
Ab
Ab
Just like that
(Just like that)
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Cm
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Ab
Ab
Couple pounds of brown
G
G
(Pounds of brown)
Cm
Cm
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things
Ab
Ab
G
G
they call shoppas
Cm
Cm
See I was raised in the slums
Verse 2
But niggas tote guns distribute and run
Ab
Ab
Watch out on the one and one
G
G
Cm
Cm
servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but
they scared to come
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Ab
Leavin' they family in danger
Cm
Cm
just to play in the sun
Verse 3
Cm
Cm
Nigga, we did what you done
and what you talkin' about
Ab
Ab
Like droppin' drugs up out of town
Cm
Cm
and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause
it's over and out
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Ab
That's how it is when
you exposed in the south
G
G
Cm
Cm
See
Verse 4
Cm
Cm
All I need is big guns on the side of me
Ab
Ab
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Cm
Cm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to
Cm
Cm
ride with me
(Hey, hey)
G
G
All I need
Verse 5
Cm
Cm
is big guns on the side of me
Ab
Ab
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Cm
Cm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to ride
Cm
Cm
with me
Verse 6
(Hey, hey, hey)
Cm
Cm
The reenactment of my first murda
Ab
Ab
With no remorse and no feelin's
Cm
Cm
Hell, 'cause I ain't even
know this nigga
The shit was deep I
couldn't just let it go
Ab
Ab
While I was shootin'
'bout my money
Cm
Cm
Fruitin' bout my dough, bitch
Verse 7
I bust his ass like the last muthafucka
Ab
Ab
Went in with them stunnas, came
Cm
Cm
out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka
Ab
Ab
jumpin' thumpin'
Cm
Cm
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad choppas
Ab
Ab
I still got 'em,
Cm
Cm
that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch,
Ab
Ab
this is how I feel 'bout ya
Cm
Cm
I asked him out but now his momma
'bout to hear about him
Verse 8
Cm
Cm
I'm from the era of the
goodfellas, you know
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the turf watchin'
Murph and them
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Murph dropped the top on the bird,
that nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and vogue
Ab
Ab
Let's see that's way before them
G
G
Cm
Cm
G
G
Bama- ass hammers and loaves
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
That's in the days when
Cm
Cm
the ave was jumpin'
Ab
Ab
Every
Verse 9
nigga was gettin' money
Cm
Cm
Every corner was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
Ab
Ab
A new game a different thang and a
Cm
Cm
whole buncha new killas
Money, money, money
Every time,
Ab
Ab
goddammit I'll say it every time
Betta call us murderers
Cm
Cm
All I need
Verse 10
is big guns on
Ab
Ab
the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and
Cm
Cm
a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to ride
Cm
Cm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 11
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Cm
Cm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to
G
G
ride with me
Cm
Cm
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 12
Cm
Cm
The boy think he gettin' paid,
jumpin' out
Ab
Ab
Squeezin' AK's, on
the ground they lay
G
G
Cm
Cm
That's how we do this shit in Dade
Killer bee's,
snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Ab
Ab
Them killed my dogg,
Cm
Cm
hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit,
got SK's with extra clips
Ab
Ab
Holla "killer head",
Cm
Cm
G
G
and make them bitches flip the script
Verse 13
Cm
Cm
Cut it back to light,
B
B
Cm
Cm
fake the left, rip the right
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
Them feel my eyes,
Cm
Cm
these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side,
raise it up squeeze that thang
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Went "bang, bang" till their
muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin',
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
ain't gon' be no hit or miss
Verse 14
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Cm
Cm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches
that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to ride
Cm
Cm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Verse 15
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
All I need is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay
Cm
Cm
and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches that'll die for me
Ab
Ab
How many niggas down to ride
Cm
Cm
with me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Ab
Ab
Verse 16
Cm
Cm
Money
(Gangsta)
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Just like that
(Just like that)
Ab
Ab
My recipe for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of brown
Cm
Cm
(Pounds of brown)
Couple DT's
(Couple DT's)
Ab
Ab
Fo' or five of them big
things they call shoppas
G
G
Cm
Cm

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