调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
breathing should be into this
With us, even have a membership,
loving me when I begin to rip
But there be some that wanna
hinder the sinister nemesis
Cause I'm grim a bit,
but I get no benefit
F
Ab
Bbm
beamin' and on some sinner shit
This shall replenish this menacing
glitch that men have set
On my syndicate,
Verse 2
When we bust they clap their hands,
Be careful who you fuckin' with
Verse 3
like I was Popeye
Then I got my spinach and now
F
Bbm
Gb
the industry drop by
plot's to be shot high
In a dark sky, in hopes I! Will not die
they said that T would not fly
Ab
Bbm
but he kinetically sped up and guap rised
Off the top I, will not lie, bread is my fetish
And I really get it,
F
Bbm
that's why I'm a dreaded hip hop guy
Leave ya mammy with a soft sigh,
lost why?
Because the jammy did her man
F
Ab
Gm
Gb
like standing on pot pie
And now I keep bitches that'll
I be so paper that it make
And now the haters try to mock
my walk to the top
Verse 4
When we bust they clap their hands, clap,
Gb
Bbm
Gb
clap, 'till the hands are sore
Be careful who you fuckin' with
你觉得这首歌曲怎么样？
您需要，才能留下评分。
更多来自Tech N9ne的歌曲
探索更多歌曲的和弦以进行演奏
全球流行和弦
所有用户中最常弹奏的和弦和谱子