Тональность: D major•
Verse 1
D
Yeah, uh (808 Mafia)
Cm
D
I swear (Doe Beezy)
Cm
I swear (Doe Beezy), I swear, I swear
D
I swear (Gang gang), I swear
(Sizzle, sizzle)
You know what the fuck goin' on
Verse 2
D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up on 'em,
Cm
D
leave a couple of hundred shells there
All my opps broke,
they out here on welfare
Shoot this bitch in broad
Ab
D
day she a Hellcat
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
I swear (I swear, I swear)
One call and they gon' pull
Eb
D
up over there with no cap
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
I swear (I swear, I swear)
We shoot at opps, we don't
shoot in the air
Cm
Ab
I swear, I swear (Oh really)
Verse 3
D
He talk too much, please tell your mans slide (let's go,
let's go)
Scorin' on the opps, we winnin' by
a landslide (fools)
Flexin' all that fucking cash
Cm
That's gon' get your
D
Cm
mans robbed (pussy)
D
Let you pray to Jesus,
real demons pray to band God (gang, gang, gang)
They be faking like we beefing but
They don't be outside
(don't be outside)
Eb
D
Shot him on the north of Clevelander
On the southside (yeah, You think
I'm playin'?)
I was southside, of this pistol
Bitch, open your mouth
wide (boom, boom)
You don't shoot no extensions
You want attention,
you a clout guy (fool)
Them boys keep on calling my phone,
they say don't spray no mo' (brrr)
Eb
Cross me, cut all your fingers off
D
So you can't pray no more
(oh really)
Dm
Them gang members
D
let them bangers blow
You say "it's up its stuck,"
say no more
Pussy
Verse 4
Eb
Ab
D
yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up on 'em,
leave a couple of hundred shells there
All my opps broke,
they out here on welfare
Shoot this bitch in broad
day she a Hellcat
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
Ab
D
I swear (I swear, I swear)
One call and they gon' pull up
over there with no cap
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
I swear (I swear, I swear)
We shoot at opps, we don't
shoot in the air
Eb
D
I swear, I swear (O h really)
Verse 5
On the court day, I would cap but I'm
nowhere near a capper (no, no)
Cm
Play with me, then I'm going back to jail,
D
Dm
I'm not no rapper (no way)
Cm
Rose Avenue, I'm stamped up, bitch
D
I'm a factor (know what
I'm sayin'?)
I swear, I swear
I catch a opp in church,
Eb
D
might shoot the pastor (goddamn)
Hundred thousand got these bitches wildin',
she a dancer (goddamn)
Dm
Eb
Tryna make a movie for the gang,
D
we'd cast her (gang gang)
Dm
Blame it on the liquor, if I was sober,
D
I'd look past her (Doe Beezy)
Terrorize the city,
Eb
they glad I moved to Atlanta
I swear I don't care (I don't)
Dm
D
Those shells gon' hit his face,
Eb
D
not the air (ra, ra)
Pulled up on my strip,
you know they killed them there
All these niggas pussies,
Dm
D
soft as Build- A- Bear (oh really)
Verse 6
D
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up on 'em,
Eb
leave a couple of hundred shells there
Cm
D
All my opps broke,
Dm
D
they out here on welfare
Shoot this bitch in broad
Eb
day she a Hellcat
D
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
Eb
I swear (I swear, I swear)
D
One call and they gon' pull
Eb
D
up over there with no cap
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear,
I swear (I swear, I swear)
We shoot at opps, we don't
shoot in the air
Outro 1
I swear, I swear (Oh really)
D
Eb
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Dm
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Dm
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Dm
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Dm
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Dm
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Ab
Cm
Eb
Bb
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Ab
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