Chords for Buck Buck Buck

I'm gonna hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, fuck
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do [D] faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, [F#m] fuck
Midsizee the fuckin' bitches put them hoes into the ground
Ain't no need to call for help cause ain't no telephones around
Just sayin' fuckin' mans in yo' mustard fuckin' ass
Layin' bodies down, sippy dee, underneath a grass
I wear a bug crawl through the court and they eat at you
Puttin' several rounds in yo' gown in yo' weekend crew
Don't you play it tough, you no killer, I can see your trick
Dissecrate yo' body brutally with a hollow tip
Ain't no open-casted motherfucker blew yo' face off _
Fessalau, ready now, let's kick this shit off
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do [D] faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, fuck
I see the [F#m] young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes, I got the scope, but it won't help your mouth smell good
Nine millimeter boy, nine millimeter toy, buh buh buh
Buh buh buh, nine millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, fuck
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do [D] faggot killin' like my G's, [F#m] Reese and Lexie, fuck
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, fuck
You gon' hear the sound of a fessalau, buh buh buh
You do [D] faggot killin' like my G's, Reese and Lexie, [F#m] fuck
Ain't no love got my glove, lookin' for a victim, bitch
Niggas nixin' on the stand, holdin' men a-fuckin' ditch
Slashin' traitors, fuck you haters mad, cause I'm livin' well
Steal yo' [D] soul and fuck yo' hoe and put her on the streets to [F#m] sell
Stand a man and cold hearted, all yo' feelings disregarded
Shootin' limit point blank, all yo' niggas quickly parted
Death threats ain't some fake killers, crucifixion strap
On the track, playin' crack, bus is better, watch they back
Darkness falls upon the spirits, see the angels in the sky
What appears to be the heavenly reign, it churns when angels cry
IOS up in the resin, I act like I'm pullin' the trig
Thinkin' bout how to get back from my bed, run like we know the bullet gon' shatter that knee
It's a itty bitty piece of poet, that's the fuckin' trunk
Now that rigor mortis hit, I'm body smellin' like a skunk
Devil shit is what I bring into yo' goddamn virgin earth
And this shit won't disappear, so bitch don't play like you can't hurt
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You [D] faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you [F#m] fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You [D] faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [F#m] fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You faggot feelin' like my gay, he's rich and let you fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my fist, so loud, buh, buh, buh
You [D] faggot feelin' like my gay, he's [F#m] rich and let you fuck _ _
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