Chords for BLITZ EM

Tempo:
72.25 bpm
Chords used:

Abm

Bb

Ab

Eb

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Abm] Gang gang gang
[Bb] [Abm]
[Dbm] [Bb] Gang
[Abm]
[Bb] [Abm]
Gang
Gang gang gang
[Bb] Gang gang gang
[Abm] Look
How bout that [Ab] cunt I fish him
Don't call my gun you know [Abm] so I go go pick him
Been through the [Ab] 8th time I slipped some
And I got put in the dirty turf victim
Like gang we on that exclusive shit
Niggas ain't know that we booming shit
Got no bodies catching all moose shit
Sight me with me [Abm] clutching all my boots
What gang sad treat gonna do me?
XO tough to the hole in your suitcase
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun lil bitch better shoot me
I'm a pussy so [Ab] wet like a smoothie
Call up a boogie you [Abm] know he got two needs
Don't call him out [Bb] for about beefing
Ain't about money I forgot [Ab] his speaking
Off the sand I be geeking
Spent through the 8th every day of the weekend
Got Matt in me and I'm freaking
Niggas is mad cause he died by a pussy
No nigga I'm not joking he died by a faggot
He don't really know like
Pussy boy [Eb] you a hoe
Niggas got guns but these [Abm] niggas is broke like
Pussy boy [Ab] you a bum why you got a gun if you ain't [Abm] gonna shoot like
Pussy boy gon' run
Laugh I may see me and he ain't make a move like
He had his gun and [Ab] they ain't boom
Real got shy he talked in the room like
How y'all niggas jacking rats I catch me a moth with a hole [Abm] in his hat like
Boy try to run [Ab] up and get low
Call up bro he's getting shy [Abm] and tip-o
Like pussy we looking for big bros never outside
But you claiming these hits though
Got a 30 stick Glock [Bb] with a switch on
Four-fire bullet sitting like [Abm] that in a hip-ho
When you see my top throw [Eb] try to get low
Pull up to smack in the back [Abm] of his head low
I throw money poles up like [Bb] a scarecrow
It's a hollows I throw [Abm] more than eight hoes
See me and take you but that shit is red hoes
I'm a 78 buck and I'm a back up and free ho
Like see how, [Bb] broken on dummy I be high
See [Abm] the house on my left like free fall
[Eb] The boys right there see I speak vile
Got it [Abm] going down like boy do y'all need mine
[Bb] My punches are proof you should be calm
I got [Abm] a rewind, I'm up that block like keep my eyes on the sky
You know nigga you keep running
[Eb] The boys right there I'ma keep firing
[Abm] Don't call on my phone, ain't [F] speaking
Ain't about money what the fuck is [Abm] it beeping
People clip that I boy at [Bb] the passage
Why is me beefing them niggas just rapping
Any route go nigga was cracking
Every time I see that opp niggas be tracking
And my gun sticks to me like a magnet
If that boy run a bit put in that casket
On the news when that shit look [Eb] tragic
Tell that boy mother that nigga was [Abm] lacking
And I know shit really be [Bb] hurting
Bad take it down and them bullets start [Abm] burning
People woke up and said Perz don't [Bb] suburban
Niggas they see me and they start to turn it
Ain't learning lessons like they [Bb] learning
Like why I can't keep spinning and [Abm] twirling
You a thotty you can't be my girlfriend
So in this locker you better move cautiously
Can't you be bugging you [Ab] false hit
Every time you see the opps you off it
Like bitch who you think you bossing
Told you if I see the opps I'm tossing
Like where he at I'ma hurt him
I catch a opp but I fold him
[Bb] White tee but Ali that shit so thick
How about that cut and I [Ab] fix him
Don't call my gun you know some girl gon' pick him
Been through the H I done split some
And I got pussy niggas that are victims
Like gang we on that swish shit
Niggas they know that ain't know that we booming shit
Call up Brody he's catching all [Eb] moose shit
Sight me he with me he clutching the [Abm] moon cake
What gangstashe chiefs wanna do me
Act so tough to the whole ass [Abm] hoobies
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun lil bitch better shoot me
Hell pussy so wet like a smoothie
Call up Boogie you know he got hoolie
Don't call him out for him bout beef it
Ain't about money I forgot to speak it gang
[Bb] [Abm]
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_ _ [Abm] Gang gang gang
[Bb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Dbm] _ [Bb] Gang
_ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Abm] _
_ Gang
Gang gang gang
[Bb] Gang gang gang
[Abm] Look
How bout that [Ab] cunt I fish him
Don't call my gun you know [Abm] so I go go pick him
Been through the [Ab] 8th time I slipped some
And I got put in the dirty turf victim
Like gang we on that exclusive shit
Niggas ain't know that we booming shit
Got no bodies catching all moose shit
Sight me with me [Abm] clutching all my boots
What gang sad treat gonna do me?
XO tough to the hole in your suitcase
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun lil bitch better shoot me
I'm a pussy so [Ab] wet like a smoothie
Call up a boogie you [Abm] know he got two needs
Don't call him out [Bb] for about beefing
Ain't about money I forgot [Ab] his speaking
Off the sand I be geeking
Spent through the 8th every day of the weekend
Got Matt in me and I'm freaking
Niggas is mad cause he died by a pussy
No nigga I'm not joking he died by a faggot
He don't really know like
Pussy boy [Eb] you a hoe
Niggas got guns but these [Abm] niggas is broke like
Pussy boy [Ab] you a bum why you got a gun if you ain't [Abm] gonna shoot like
Pussy boy gon' run
Laugh I may see me and he ain't make a move like
He had his gun and [Ab] they ain't boom
Real got shy he talked in the room like
How y'all niggas jacking rats I catch me a moth with a hole [Abm] in his hat like
Boy try to run [Ab] up and get low
Call up bro he's getting shy [Abm] and tip-o
Like pussy we looking for big bros never outside
But you claiming these hits though
Got a 30 stick Glock [Bb] with a switch on
Four-fire bullet sitting like [Abm] that in a hip-ho
When you see my top throw [Eb] try to get low
Pull up to smack in the back [Abm] of his head low
I throw money poles up like [Bb] a scarecrow
It's a hollows I throw [Abm] more than eight hoes
See me and take you but that shit is red hoes
I'm a 78 buck and I'm a back up and free ho
Like see how, [Bb] broken on dummy I be high
See [Abm] the house on my left like free fall
[Eb] The boys right there see I speak vile
Got it [Abm] going down like boy do y'all need mine
[Bb] My punches are proof you should be calm
I got [Abm] a rewind, I'm up that block like keep my eyes on the sky
You know nigga you keep running
[Eb] The boys right there I'ma keep firing
[Abm] Don't call on my phone, ain't [F] speaking
Ain't about money what the fuck is [Abm] it beeping
People clip that I boy at [Bb] the passage
Why is me beefing them niggas just rapping
Any route go nigga was cracking
Every time I see that opp niggas be tracking
And my gun sticks to me like a magnet
If that boy run a bit put in that casket
On the news when that shit look [Eb] tragic
Tell that boy mother that nigga was [Abm] lacking
And I know shit really be [Bb] hurting
Bad take it down and them bullets start [Abm] burning
People woke up and said Perz don't [Bb] suburban
Niggas they see me and they start to turn it
Ain't learning lessons like they [Bb] learning
Like why I can't keep spinning and [Abm] twirling
You a thotty you can't be my girlfriend
So in this locker you better move cautiously
Can't you be bugging you [Ab] false hit
Every time you see the opps you off it
Like bitch who you think you bossing
Told you if I see the opps I'm tossing
Like where he at I'ma hurt him
I catch a opp but I fold him
[Bb] White tee but Ali that shit so thick
How about that cut and I [Ab] fix him
Don't call my gun you know some girl gon' pick him
Been through the H I done split some
And I got pussy niggas that are victims
Like gang we on that swish shit
Niggas they know that ain't know that we booming shit
Call up Brody he's catching all [Eb] moose shit
Sight me he with me he clutching the [Abm] moon cake
What gangstashe chiefs wanna do me
Act so tough to the whole ass [Abm] hoobies
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun lil bitch better shoot me
Hell pussy so wet like a smoothie
Call up Boogie you know he got hoolie
Don't call him out for him bout beef it
Ain't about money I forgot to speak it gang
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_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [N] _