Killa Hill Niggas Chords by Cypress Hill
Tempo:
92.1 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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For more information go to www.newsreel.com. People here are not suitable to shit Because I am Captain [Ebm] Pinga loka And this world here needs me or my father Hey, Revolution, compadre! [Eb]
Sitting on his tail, looking over you, kinda like, Hell, niggas, screaming my name, cooking up a scheme for all the big bank diggers. The world is yours, but it can be mine and his. [C] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck [Eb] who it is. Number one mission, opposition. Get dome set, home in dead position. In the casket, best wishes. At the bottom of the lips, sleeping with the fishes. Full on search for the body of the MCs who be coming to disrupt the party. No wins, no ends, no way, been a mythical, I'ma let you come back. Take my dramatics, brains get splatted, dreams shattered. Savage get blasted through a 1G packet, beat the sequence. Grab adolescence on his defense. How you niggas talking fast like Puerto Ricans, but too chicken. Format gets clean like Dominicans, that's Mohican. Niggas don't speak it, wildest idiot is Tomahawk. Yelling, slaying the violent corp of fake New York. Chunks get exploited for newports, but too dark. And I've told you, all who don't like the sound of the tambourine. I'ma put a bullet in the head [Ebm] of any asshole who doesn't [Eb] follow me to the 5th round. [Ebm] Hey, you [Eb] asshole, I want to break your face. [Eb] Long pleasure coming out the dome, please. Smell my aroma, warrior nomad, put you in a coma. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber. Here is where I dwell at the gates of hell. It ain't where [Ebm] you're from, it's where you're in [Eb] the mental. And if not, yo, credentials are essential. I see reality, few things surrounding me. Free like a spread, precise, strikes the lyric. Now, front in the bracket, 100% red dragon. Prime, frank, with lyrics to rhymes you can't imagine. The globe's rattle, call me metal, long lemon. 5 part criminal, 2 [Ebm] part villain. [Ab] [Ebm]
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I'ma put a bullet in the head of any asshole who doesn't follow me to the 5th round. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash [F] in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. www.LRCgenerator.com.
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For more information go to www.newsreel.com. People here are not suitable to shit Because I am Captain [Ebm] Pinga loka And this world here needs me or my father Hey, Revolution, compadre! [Eb]
Sitting on his tail, looking over you, kinda like, Hell, niggas, screaming my name, cooking up a scheme for all the big bank diggers. The world is yours, but it can be mine and his. [C] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck [Eb] who it is. Number one mission, opposition. Get dome set, home in dead position. In the casket, best wishes. At the bottom of the lips, sleeping with the fishes. Full on search for the body of the MCs who be coming to disrupt the party. No wins, no ends, no way, been a mythical, I'ma let you come back. Take my dramatics, brains get splatted, dreams shattered. Savage get blasted through a 1G packet, beat the sequence. Grab adolescence on his defense. How you niggas talking fast like Puerto Ricans, but too chicken. Format gets clean like Dominicans, that's Mohican. Niggas don't speak it, wildest idiot is Tomahawk. Yelling, slaying the violent corp of fake New York. Chunks get exploited for newports, but too dark. And I've told you, all who don't like the sound of the tambourine. I'ma put a bullet in the head [Ebm] of any asshole who doesn't [Eb] follow me to the 5th round. [Ebm] Hey, you [Eb] asshole, I want to break your face. [Eb] Long pleasure coming out the dome, please. Smell my aroma, warrior nomad, put you in a coma. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber. Here is where I dwell at the gates of hell. It ain't where [Ebm] you're from, it's where you're in [Eb] the mental. And if not, yo, credentials are essential. I see reality, few things surrounding me. Free like a spread, precise, strikes the lyric. Now, front in the bracket, 100% red dragon. Prime, frank, with lyrics to rhymes you can't imagine. The globe's rattle, call me metal, long lemon. 5 part criminal, 2 [Ebm] part villain. [Ab] [Ebm]
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I'ma put a bullet in the head of any asshole who doesn't follow me to the 5th round. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash [F] in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. www.LRCgenerator.com.
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_ _ _ For more information go to www.newsreel.com. People here _ are not suitable to shit _ Because I am Captain [Ebm] Pinga loka And this world here needs me or my father Hey, _ _ Revolution, compadre! [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Sitting on his tail, looking over you, kinda like, Hell, niggas, screaming my name, cooking up a scheme for all the big bank diggers. The world is yours, but it can be mine and his. [C] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck [Eb] who it is. Number one mission, opposition. Get dome set, home in dead position. In the casket, best wishes. At the bottom of the lips, sleeping with the fishes. Full on search for the body of the MCs who be coming to disrupt the party. No wins, no ends, no way, been a mythical, I'ma let you come back. Take my dramatics, brains get splatted, dreams shattered. Savage get blasted through a 1G packet, beat the sequence. Grab adolescence on his defense. How you niggas talking fast like Puerto Ricans, but too chicken. Format gets clean like Dominicans, that's Mohican. Niggas don't speak it, wildest idiot is Tomahawk. Yelling, slaying the violent corp of fake New York. Chunks get exploited for newports, but too dark. And I've told you, all who don't like the sound of the tambourine. I'ma put a bullet in the head [Ebm] of any asshole who doesn't [Eb] follow me to the 5th round. [Ebm] Hey, you [Eb] asshole, I want to break your face. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Long pleasure coming out the dome, please. Smell my aroma, warrior nomad, put you in a coma. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber. Here is where I dwell at the gates of hell. It ain't where [Ebm] you're from, it's where you're in [Eb] the mental. And if not, yo, credentials are essential. I see reality, few things surrounding me. Free like a spread, precise, strikes the lyric. Now, front in the bracket, 100% red dragon. Prime, frank, with lyrics to rhymes you can't imagine. The globe's rattle, call me metal, long lemon. 5 part criminal, 2 [Ebm] part villain. _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
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_ _ I'ma put a bullet in the head of any asshole who doesn't follow me to the 5th round. Karma, _ _ _ llama, smash, _ crash in your armor. Drama, llama, smash, crash in your armor. _ _ Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, _ llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash [F] in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. _ _ _ Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. www.LRCgenerator.com. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ For more information go to www.newsreel.com. People here _ are not suitable to shit _ Because I am Captain [Ebm] Pinga loka And this world here needs me or my father Hey, _ _ Revolution, compadre! [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Sitting on his tail, looking over you, kinda like, Hell, niggas, screaming my name, cooking up a scheme for all the big bank diggers. The world is yours, but it can be mine and his. [C] Bust you out the frame, I don't give a fuck [Eb] who it is. Number one mission, opposition. Get dome set, home in dead position. In the casket, best wishes. At the bottom of the lips, sleeping with the fishes. Full on search for the body of the MCs who be coming to disrupt the party. No wins, no ends, no way, been a mythical, I'ma let you come back. Take my dramatics, brains get splatted, dreams shattered. Savage get blasted through a 1G packet, beat the sequence. Grab adolescence on his defense. How you niggas talking fast like Puerto Ricans, but too chicken. Format gets clean like Dominicans, that's Mohican. Niggas don't speak it, wildest idiot is Tomahawk. Yelling, slaying the violent corp of fake New York. Chunks get exploited for newports, but too dark. And I've told you, all who don't like the sound of the tambourine. I'ma put a bullet in the head [Ebm] of any asshole who doesn't [Eb] follow me to the 5th round. [Ebm] Hey, you [Eb] asshole, I want to break your face. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Long pleasure coming out the dome, please. Smell my aroma, warrior nomad, put you in a coma. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Drama, I'm a stealth aircraft bomber. Here is where I dwell at the gates of hell. It ain't where [Ebm] you're from, it's where you're in [Eb] the mental. And if not, yo, credentials are essential. I see reality, few things surrounding me. Free like a spread, precise, strikes the lyric. Now, front in the bracket, 100% red dragon. Prime, frank, with lyrics to rhymes you can't imagine. The globe's rattle, call me metal, long lemon. 5 part criminal, 2 [Ebm] part villain. _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
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_ _ I'ma put a bullet in the head of any asshole who doesn't follow me to the 5th round. Karma, _ _ _ llama, smash, _ crash in your armor. Drama, llama, smash, crash in your armor. _ _ Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, _ llama, smash, crash in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash [F] in your armor. Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. _ _ _ Karma, llama, smash, crash in your armor. www.LRCgenerator.com. _ _ _ _ _ _ _