No No No 创作者：
Birdman
Young Thug
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调：D# minor

Verse 1
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
Oh-
E E 
 
woah (Rich Gang)
Thugger (oh- woah)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Thugger, baby (Slime)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
F F 
 
No  (Rich Gang), hah (hey)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
(We got London on  the track)
Hey

Verse 2
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
F F 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (ayy, hey)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (hey, hey, woo)
E E 
 
No, no, no (yeah, uh- uh)
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (woo, hey,
Dm Dm 
 
woo, uh- uh, woo)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
I wan' live it up until I   leave
(uh- uh, uh- uh)
E E 
 
You can't sweep my flyness like a
Am Am 
 
witch (uh- uh, uh- uh)
Dm Dm 
 
What's up,
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Nipsey? I got keys to the city
E E 
 
All of my bitches tell me I'm
Am Am 
 
the realest
Dm Dm 
 
Uh- uh, uh-

Verse 3
E E 
 
uh, boy,
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
you not runnin' (oh, no, no)
E E 
 
Uh- uh, uh- uh,
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
Tommys, no stomachs (oh, no, no)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Uh- uh, gold, no mummy (oh, no, no),
and, and
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
My racks are lettuce, my Kush are onions (oh,
no, no, woo, woo)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
I'ma always say yes to my bitch,
never no, no
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
And I think that her pussy is tight 'cause
Am Am 
 
she pigeon- toed (oh, no, no)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
And I   know all my diamonds are wa
Am Am 
 
ter because they soaked (oh, no, no)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
And I   might take that bitch off of MARTA
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
all 'cause she spoke (oh, no, no, hey)
Dm Dm 
 
Stand up, Harriet Tubman
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
(stand up)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
E E 
 
Us or them? No  sub
bin' (not us)
Am Am 
 
Bitch, I'm high off substance
E E 
 
(angel dust)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
I'm a B, plus I am buzzin' (blah)

Verse 4
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
No, no, no  (uh- uh)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
No, no, no (try me, uh- uh)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (yeah, don't try no big Billy,
F F 
 
uh- uh)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (uh- uh, uh- uh,
Dm Dm 
 
uh- uh, uh- uh, hey)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
I wan' live it up until I
leave (uh- uh, uh- uh, hey)
E E 
 
You can't sweep my flyness like a
Am Am 
 
witch (uh- uh, uh- uh, uh- uh)
Dm Dm 
 
What's up,
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Nipsey? I got keys to the city
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
All of my bitches tell me I'm the realest (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dm Dm 
 
Never wanna be aver

Verse 5
E E 
 
age (uh- uh)
Am Am 
 
All I wanna do is see Gladys (and)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Never wanna see backwards
Am Am 
 
All I ever did wanna just see
baggage (bags, racks)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
Never wanna ever be daddy (uh- uh)
Am Am 
 
Never ever wanna be my daddy (uh- uh)
Dm Dm 
 
All I ever did is wanna
E E 
 
be (and what?)
Am Am 
 
And all I ever wanna be was
Dm Dm 
 
him (and what?)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
See, I played in this game and I laid in this game,
all I ever wanna see was gems (racks)
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
So I show a nigga get stacks
(what? What?)
Am Am 
 
Pay the brims with the tinted
rims (tinted rims)
Big money, nigga,
E E 
 
hundred stacks  (big racks)
Am Am 
 
Bad bitches in them new
'Bachs (big woah)
Guns up, nigga,
E E 
 
fuck friends  (clack- clack)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
A hundred niggas in a hundred Benz (woo,
brrat)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 

Verse 6
Dm Dm 
 
E E 
 
No, no, no (yeah, uh- uh)
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
No, no, no (uh- uh, uh- uh, uh- uh, no)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (uh- uh,
uh- uh, uh- uh, woah, bro)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
No, no, no (woo, hey, woo,
Dm Dm 
 
uh, woo, ah)
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
I wan' live it up until I leave (uh)
E E 
 
You can't sweep my flyness like a
Am Am 
 
witch (uh- uh, uh- uh)
Dm Dm 
 
What's up,
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
Nipsey? I got keys to the city
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
All of my bitches tell me I'm the realest