Hiding 创作者：
Chief Keef

N/A

调：C minor

Verse 1
Am 
Dm 
Am 
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
Dm 
Am 
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
F 
Am 
What do you want?

Verse 2
What do you want?
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
I   got choppers, I got gwala
Am 
Dm 
I got partners, send you to the doctor
Em 
Am 
Dm 
I got guns, singing like opera
Am 
Dm 
And my partners, they got money
Am 
We ain't for nu'uh
Dm 
Am 
Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa
Dm 
What the fuck you doing,
Am 
if you ain't getting money?
Dm 
Am 
Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
Dm 
And we sliding,
F 
Dm 
Am 
bitch we  ain't hiding

Verse 3
Dm 
Am 
I got my pistol, that's my issue
Dm 
Am 
My pistol get you, it got that grip too
Dm 
Am 
I shoot it at you, them bullets catch you
And now you're done,
Dm 
Am 
you couldn't wrestle
Dm 
Am 
All of  these niggas, they pretenders
Dm 
F 
Act like they with you,
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
they out to get you
F 
Dm 
Am 
So don't trust them, so
don't love them
Dm 
They want your spot,
they want your hustle
Am 
Dm 
You flex and they want your muscle
Am 
Rings on  all 10 hands and
they want your knuckle
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
F 
Bitches calling me, they want my time
Am 
But I'm chasing all this
Dm 
Am 
Dm 
money runnin'
Am 
I got choppers,

Verse 4
Dm 
I got gwala
Am 
Dm 
I got partners, send you to the doctor
Em 
Am 
Dm 
I got guns, singing like opera
Am 
Dm 
F 
And my partners, they got money
Dm 
Am 
We ain't for nu'uh
Dm 
Am 
Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa
Dm 
What the fuck you doing,
Am 
if you ain't getting money?
Dm 
Am 
Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
Dm 
F 
Am 
And we sliding, bitch we  ain't hiding
Dm 
What do you want?

Verse 5
Where
Am 
Dm 
are you going?
What you doing,
if you ain't getting money?
Am 
Dm 
Am 
I'm smoking ganja, I'm counting commas
F 
Dm 
Am 
I got my llama, so nigga  don't try us
F 
Dm 
I'm blasting at  you, I'm
Am 
laughing at you
Dm 
Flexing throwing cash up on  your bitch
Am 
And throwing cash up at  you
Dm 
I threw some cash up at you
Am 
Cause you need to catch up
Dm 
You full of mayonnaise,
I'll let Nina red ya
F 
You in the red line,
Dm 
Am 
that's the dead line
Dm 
F 
Dm 
You ain't got my money on time
Am 
Then that's your head mon
Dm 
Bumbaclottin', Rasta- rockin'
Am 
Dm 
Rastafari mothafucka, damn near lion

Verse 6
Am 
Dm 
Am 
I   got choppers,
Dm 
I got gwala
Am 
Dm 
I got partners, send you to the doctor
Am 
Dm 
I got guns, singing like opera
Am 
Dm 
F 
And my partners, they got money
Dm 
Am 
We ain't for nu'uh
Dm 
Am 
Fuck ya  momma, fuck ya poppa
Dm 
What the fuck you doing,
Am 
if you ain't getting money?
Dm 
F 
Dm 
Am 
Bitch I'm 3hunna, my niggas riding
Dm 
F 
Am 
And we sliding, bitch we  ain't hiding

Outro 1
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