Chords for Alpoko Don aka Dondada "They Say These Streets" (YouTube Version)

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_ _ _ and they say this is how we are gonna die _ _ _ _
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_ [N] I'm counting blessings as I make it through the week
with the help of my heat, I'm gonna survive any street
No mercy never given for the niggas that I beep with
So I eat with and sleep with the same pistol that I creep with
Now that's some deep shit, cause around my way you gotta keep at least three clips
Niggas wanna see me gone, they wanna see me in my grave
They ain't gonna never catch me slippin' in my last days
Don't wanna die, Lord knows I don't wanna come up missin'
So I take my safety off my pistol when I start trippin'
Even got my granny thinkin' gangsta when she mention me
I'm 5'5 with evil wives, male artillery
And they claim these streets will take our lives
And they claim this is how we are gonna die
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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My adversaries get tossed, tell a story of a faded glory
Blood pouring when you mourn me if I just spent my journey
My automatic's in pitch black that make me lethal
Tell my people we equal if they don't get my sequel
Rebound and touch the grounds on the Broadway
Bacon and passion pumps, pussy jalape
Will I get murked?
It'll hurt you more than it hurt me
I'll be closer to my dead homies, let me rest in peace
While your business is in the bush and gave me good life
Love life, my game tight cause I'm living tripe
Get a sensation, penetration with pussies blazing
Caucasus on Caucasus when the bullets laden
It might've needed my heart bleeding but I feel my pain
Resurrected from a gorilla, pop this in my veins
Fake faggot, feminine, phony, fuck you, come and get me
If I die, y'all cowboys [C] die, so y'all coming with me
And they claim that these streets will take our lives
And they claim this is how [Bm] we are gonna die
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_ _ _ Ooooooooh
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_ _ _ _ [G] Ooooooooh
I'm countless, [Gm] I'm making through the week
With the help of [Dm] my heat, I'm losing five [Cm] industries
No mercy, [Gm] never giving for the niggas that I beat
So I [Dm] eat and sleep, same puss dog [N] that I creep _ _