Chords for Dirty Heads - Franco Eyed ft. B Real of Cypress Hill (Audio Stream)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm on that overload, overkill I'm redlining, I'm blue pills, high octanes my intake
Gumpte, Swayze, man, point break Make no mistakes, I don't care
Not one shit we'll be giving here Make the room shake, earthquake
Dazzleness, outer space, yeah, let it go
Who's control?
Full speed ahead with my eyes closed I smoke best, just hydro
Make my eyes red like the Yablo I'm taking [N] off, next to go
Molotov, set to blow These crimson eyes, I set to glow
Medieval shit, man, crossbows [D] We dangerous, beast mode
Got catapults [A] for the bags of dope [G] Man, set in stone, good [D] to go
Found my zone in the Alamo Yeah, big time, [A] dinosaur
_ So big, colossal You stuck in dirt, man, [D] thysos
We taking out for Dractor, let's go
_ _ Yelling at the sky, [G] singing _ _ _ [A] Rolling for your heart, [D] singing
_ _ _ Yelling at my [G] skin
_ _ _ [A] _ _ Okay, [F#m] get it, got it, get it Good like a big bad wolf [N] when he lost in the woods
Put teeth in a beak like it's rock in a hood With the clothes of a sheep and I wish you would
Try to find me like you wish you could Roll real deep and it's understood
We getting real fucked up and I'm feeling real good Gotta carry me home, underwood
Nice on a mic like a knife to the throat Back's real high cause the bass real low
Right beside when you fight with a bloke Watch where you bite cause you might just choke
Dead man walking into the rope If I hit that one more time then I might just bloat
You're a dirty head, you're filthy, bro
Fuck it, then someone give me this hoe
[D] Bop in the floor with a fake tan of door Rock the [G] performance, top of the morn to ya
[A] _ Awkwardly orbit the top [D] of the score Like friends in the corner, I'll go to war for ya _ _
[B] These crazy lights, these hazy nights [D] I'm Franco I got me yelling at the sky like
_ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing _ _ [A] Rolling Franco I
[D] _ _ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] _ _ singing
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[D] _ _ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing
_ _ [A] Rolling Franco I [D] singing
_ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing
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_ Inhale, [D] exhale, clear the bone, no stale smoke Lungs open like a ship's sail
Mutiny when you double talk My boot hits like a drum kick
No two shits, do I give a fuck My crew's thick [A] like a fat bitch [D] and she's hungry
Fool, get eaten up, [C#] you're stepping stone We walking tall, [C#] footprints down the hall
Knock down, we stand up We party hard, get your hands up
We [C] blaze up, smoke you out Mind trapped, [N] we broke you out
There's an undertone, don't hesitate We low-calorie, we medicate
[D] In my zone, it's fucker free And you're that bitch it sucks to be
When the doctor's in, it's about y'all [A] Remember this, there's [D] no house calls
My door's open with the nurse waiting Sexy bitch bringing my first patient
Heart [G] racing, paper chasing I'm [D] Bruce Wayne and your dick Grayson
_ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing _ _ [A] Rolling Franco I [D] singing
_ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing
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[D] Screaming
_ _ _ Yelling at the sky [G] singing
_ _ [D] Rolling [A] Franco I [D] singing I _ _ _ _ _ [G] singing
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