Chords for 30 Deep Grimeyy Ft. NLE Choppa & King Von "Grim Reapa Flow" (Official Video)
Tempo:
76.05 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
E
Ebm
Fm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] You know [Eb] what the fuck going on, this is boy King, [E] why we in this bitch stretch game
Get [Eb] back guys, I got my boy 30 deep in this [E] bitch, you know we going to fuck [Eb] up
Boy go crazy on this bitch, bro
You the same nigga ducking, wrecking jail, tucking your tail
I put ten on him and ten on him, just suck that shit through sail
I told Pistol [B] Whack to bitch, he get locked up, he [Eb] making bills
Switching on for cracking shit, he catch a roach, another end
Grimey, you just seen Grimey, that bitch keep my [Ebm] name out your mouth
All that [Eb] capping bout some murders, they know that ain't what they bout
Catch him with his baby mama, hit that bitch all in her scalp
I been running up my numbers, gang will never see a drop
We ain't been hot since Nelly, now I put my city on my back
[Eb] CNC and Bill gang, you know I'm fucking with the trap
The opps got books for stealing phones, tell the feds to free the rats
Bitch tried to charge me for some coochies, so I [Fm] kicked out the trap
What the [Eb] fuck happened to dude?
He got hit all in his head
Grimey, please let him breathe, shouldn't have said what he said
F'em crackers, come and get me, I'ma grow me out some dread
Crazy, he do drugs for free, but he [F] work better off the meat
I [Eb] put ten on him and ten on him, that's why them niggas dropping
Tell my bitch to wheel a man so we can knock out all his pasta
I be Gucci in Miami, don't get hit up with this blocker
I'm a slide brick squad, when they be shooting niggas in pasta
Asked DP what I was doing before I flew out to Miami
[E] Fucked up Floyd, hit through the 50, made them roach niggas panic
[Eb] How the fuck y'all let me get the ups and y'all [Ebm] was outside lamping
I let murder out on feet, [E] he caught him sleeping so he stepping
Shout out K9, Wavy, Navy, know I fuck with NLE
I got bitches all in Cali, got a [Eb] bitch in NYC
Dallas, Texas, Calabasas, know they fuck with 30D
Don't make me call up OC, FDQ, gon' slay that ARP
But Reggie [E] threw up on the drill, he seen me take his head [Eb] off
You try to take off with a P, Tay-Tay gon' take your legs off
Thorny Montana, keep [E] a hammer, come see what this [Eb] lead bout
30th the gang, that's what I bang, I did some time in [Eb] Bled, bout
Got in [E] that jam and started yapping, you can call him Ted Talk
We know for shooting niggas in the back, so don't you [Eb] run off
Anywhere that we gon' serve it, we gon' get the birds off
Eat the witness, we gon' kill him before he get his words out
Yeah, we dropping the opps out here doing the roast
A hundred some shots when we stepping to show
If I go broke, I'ma stretch me a boat
Savage, I whoop what you talking about, bro
Raise up my chain, put the tag on your toe
I'm in the studio high as a ho
You try to [E] ride me, it's a high and a low
The high is [Eb] the face, not the low, it's the blow
Shot in the crowd, he died, I ain't owe
Shooting the earth cause his soul was flow
Get a nigga killed, then put him in a rhyme
Bitch, I'm a murder pose, shoot a nigga like a Polaroid
My dog caught a body, I told him do it
Whenever we see him, we getting into it
My [Fm] bullets don't stun them, them bitches like fluid
[Eb] Pull up and hop out, I spray spray spray
Always gotta keep me [Ebm] okay, or else I'm a
[E] Nigga, place where the guy, we shoot him in the face
[Eb] It's Friday with this
Get [Eb] back guys, I got my boy 30 deep in this [E] bitch, you know we going to fuck [Eb] up
Boy go crazy on this bitch, bro
You the same nigga ducking, wrecking jail, tucking your tail
I put ten on him and ten on him, just suck that shit through sail
I told Pistol [B] Whack to bitch, he get locked up, he [Eb] making bills
Switching on for cracking shit, he catch a roach, another end
Grimey, you just seen Grimey, that bitch keep my [Ebm] name out your mouth
All that [Eb] capping bout some murders, they know that ain't what they bout
Catch him with his baby mama, hit that bitch all in her scalp
I been running up my numbers, gang will never see a drop
We ain't been hot since Nelly, now I put my city on my back
[Eb] CNC and Bill gang, you know I'm fucking with the trap
The opps got books for stealing phones, tell the feds to free the rats
Bitch tried to charge me for some coochies, so I [Fm] kicked out the trap
What the [Eb] fuck happened to dude?
He got hit all in his head
Grimey, please let him breathe, shouldn't have said what he said
F'em crackers, come and get me, I'ma grow me out some dread
Crazy, he do drugs for free, but he [F] work better off the meat
I [Eb] put ten on him and ten on him, that's why them niggas dropping
Tell my bitch to wheel a man so we can knock out all his pasta
I be Gucci in Miami, don't get hit up with this blocker
I'm a slide brick squad, when they be shooting niggas in pasta
Asked DP what I was doing before I flew out to Miami
[E] Fucked up Floyd, hit through the 50, made them roach niggas panic
[Eb] How the fuck y'all let me get the ups and y'all [Ebm] was outside lamping
I let murder out on feet, [E] he caught him sleeping so he stepping
Shout out K9, Wavy, Navy, know I fuck with NLE
I got bitches all in Cali, got a [Eb] bitch in NYC
Dallas, Texas, Calabasas, know they fuck with 30D
Don't make me call up OC, FDQ, gon' slay that ARP
But Reggie [E] threw up on the drill, he seen me take his head [Eb] off
You try to take off with a P, Tay-Tay gon' take your legs off
Thorny Montana, keep [E] a hammer, come see what this [Eb] lead bout
30th the gang, that's what I bang, I did some time in [Eb] Bled, bout
Got in [E] that jam and started yapping, you can call him Ted Talk
We know for shooting niggas in the back, so don't you [Eb] run off
Anywhere that we gon' serve it, we gon' get the birds off
Eat the witness, we gon' kill him before he get his words out
Yeah, we dropping the opps out here doing the roast
A hundred some shots when we stepping to show
If I go broke, I'ma stretch me a boat
Savage, I whoop what you talking about, bro
Raise up my chain, put the tag on your toe
I'm in the studio high as a ho
You try to [E] ride me, it's a high and a low
The high is [Eb] the face, not the low, it's the blow
Shot in the crowd, he died, I ain't owe
Shooting the earth cause his soul was flow
Get a nigga killed, then put him in a rhyme
Bitch, I'm a murder pose, shoot a nigga like a Polaroid
My dog caught a body, I told him do it
Whenever we see him, we getting into it
My [Fm] bullets don't stun them, them bitches like fluid
[Eb] Pull up and hop out, I spray spray spray
Always gotta keep me [Ebm] okay, or else I'm a
[E] Nigga, place where the guy, we shoot him in the face
[Eb] It's Friday with this
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_ [E] You know [Eb] what the fuck going on, this is boy King, [E] why we in this bitch stretch game
Get [Eb] back guys, I got my boy 30 deep in this [E] bitch, you know we going to fuck [Eb] up
Boy go crazy on this bitch, bro
_ You the same nigga ducking, wrecking jail, tucking your tail
I put ten on him and ten on him, just suck that shit through sail
I told Pistol [B] Whack to bitch, he get locked up, he [Eb] making bills
Switching on for cracking shit, he catch a roach, another end
Grimey, you just seen Grimey, that bitch keep my [Ebm] name out your mouth
All that [Eb] capping bout some murders, they know that ain't what they bout
Catch him with his baby mama, hit that bitch all in her scalp
I been running up my numbers, gang will never see a drop
We ain't been hot since Nelly, now I put my city on my back
[Eb] CNC and Bill gang, you know I'm fucking with the trap
The opps got books for stealing phones, tell the feds to free the rats
Bitch tried to charge me for some coochies, so I [Fm] kicked out the trap
What the [Eb] fuck happened to dude?
He got hit all in his head
Grimey, please let him breathe, shouldn't have said what he said
F'em crackers, come and get me, I'ma grow me out some dread
Crazy, he do drugs for free, but he [F] work better off the meat
I [Eb] put ten on him and ten on him, that's why them niggas dropping
Tell my bitch to wheel a man so we can knock out all his pasta
I be Gucci in Miami, don't get hit up with this blocker
I'm a slide brick squad, when they be shooting niggas in pasta
Asked DP what I was doing before I flew out to Miami
[E] Fucked up Floyd, hit through the 50, made them roach niggas panic
[Eb] How the fuck y'all let me get the ups and y'all [Ebm] was outside lamping
I let murder out on feet, [E] he caught him sleeping so he stepping
Shout out K9, Wavy, Navy, know I fuck with NLE
I got bitches all in Cali, got a [Eb] bitch in NYC
Dallas, Texas, Calabasas, know they fuck with 30D
Don't make me call up OC, FDQ, gon' slay that ARP
But Reggie [E] threw up on the drill, he seen me take his head [Eb] off
You try to take off with a P, Tay-Tay gon' take your legs off
Thorny Montana, keep [E] a hammer, come see what this [Eb] lead bout
30th the gang, that's what I bang, I did some time in [Eb] Bled, bout
Got in [E] that jam and started yapping, you can call him Ted Talk
We know for shooting niggas in the back, so don't you [Eb] run off
Anywhere that we gon' serve it, we gon' get the birds off
Eat the witness, we gon' kill him before he get his words out
Yeah, we dropping the opps out here doing the roast
A hundred some shots when we stepping to show
If I go broke, I'ma stretch me a boat
Savage, I whoop what you talking about, bro
Raise up my chain, put the tag on your toe
I'm in the studio high as a ho
You try to [E] ride me, it's a high and a low
The high is [Eb] the face, not the low, it's the blow
Shot in the crowd, he died, I ain't owe
Shooting the earth cause his soul was flow
Get a nigga killed, then put him in a rhyme
Bitch, I'm a murder pose, shoot a nigga like a Polaroid
My dog caught a body, I told him do it
Whenever we see him, we getting into it
My [Fm] bullets don't stun them, them bitches like fluid
[Eb] Pull up and hop out, I spray spray spray
Always gotta keep me [Ebm] okay, or else I'm a
[E] Nigga, place where the guy, we shoot him in the face
[Eb] It's Friday with this
Get [Eb] back guys, I got my boy 30 deep in this [E] bitch, you know we going to fuck [Eb] up
Boy go crazy on this bitch, bro
_ You the same nigga ducking, wrecking jail, tucking your tail
I put ten on him and ten on him, just suck that shit through sail
I told Pistol [B] Whack to bitch, he get locked up, he [Eb] making bills
Switching on for cracking shit, he catch a roach, another end
Grimey, you just seen Grimey, that bitch keep my [Ebm] name out your mouth
All that [Eb] capping bout some murders, they know that ain't what they bout
Catch him with his baby mama, hit that bitch all in her scalp
I been running up my numbers, gang will never see a drop
We ain't been hot since Nelly, now I put my city on my back
[Eb] CNC and Bill gang, you know I'm fucking with the trap
The opps got books for stealing phones, tell the feds to free the rats
Bitch tried to charge me for some coochies, so I [Fm] kicked out the trap
What the [Eb] fuck happened to dude?
He got hit all in his head
Grimey, please let him breathe, shouldn't have said what he said
F'em crackers, come and get me, I'ma grow me out some dread
Crazy, he do drugs for free, but he [F] work better off the meat
I [Eb] put ten on him and ten on him, that's why them niggas dropping
Tell my bitch to wheel a man so we can knock out all his pasta
I be Gucci in Miami, don't get hit up with this blocker
I'm a slide brick squad, when they be shooting niggas in pasta
Asked DP what I was doing before I flew out to Miami
[E] Fucked up Floyd, hit through the 50, made them roach niggas panic
[Eb] How the fuck y'all let me get the ups and y'all [Ebm] was outside lamping
I let murder out on feet, [E] he caught him sleeping so he stepping
Shout out K9, Wavy, Navy, know I fuck with NLE
I got bitches all in Cali, got a [Eb] bitch in NYC
Dallas, Texas, Calabasas, know they fuck with 30D
Don't make me call up OC, FDQ, gon' slay that ARP
But Reggie [E] threw up on the drill, he seen me take his head [Eb] off
You try to take off with a P, Tay-Tay gon' take your legs off
Thorny Montana, keep [E] a hammer, come see what this [Eb] lead bout
30th the gang, that's what I bang, I did some time in [Eb] Bled, bout
Got in [E] that jam and started yapping, you can call him Ted Talk
We know for shooting niggas in the back, so don't you [Eb] run off
Anywhere that we gon' serve it, we gon' get the birds off
Eat the witness, we gon' kill him before he get his words out
Yeah, we dropping the opps out here doing the roast
A hundred some shots when we stepping to show
If I go broke, I'ma stretch me a boat
Savage, I whoop what you talking about, bro
Raise up my chain, put the tag on your toe
I'm in the studio high as a ho
You try to [E] ride me, it's a high and a low
The high is [Eb] the face, not the low, it's the blow
Shot in the crowd, he died, I ain't owe
Shooting the earth cause his soul was flow
Get a nigga killed, then put him in a rhyme
Bitch, I'm a murder pose, shoot a nigga like a Polaroid
My dog caught a body, I told him do it
Whenever we see him, we getting into it
My [Fm] bullets don't stun them, them bitches like fluid
[Eb] Pull up and hop out, I spray spray spray
Always gotta keep me [Ebm] okay, or else I'm a
[E] Nigga, place where the guy, we shoot him in the face
[Eb] It's Friday with this