Chords for DJ Quik - Pet Semetary (Official Audio)

[A] Man, [G] quick, what they talking about?
Man, they talking about R&B music and gangster rap is dead.
What?
_ Hey, we need to go bury both of them motherfuckers in the Pet Sematary.
Take them to Compton and Watson then.
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[F] _ I _ _ _ _ _
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hit the [D] liquor [F] depot, on Crenshaw, where all the working class G's go.
Around the corner from Greg House, on the next block, [Am] knocking something down,
[F] cause South Central got the best cock and the flyest bitches live in ran [Am] down spots.
[D] That's why those niggas be power [F] ruining critics, trying to protect that yellow pussy they hitting.
And you know what you don't get when you buy you a Creek Beat.
And you know what's gonna happen when your bitches in Creek meet.
And I know that she gon' [C] kiss and tell, [D] she can't keep it quiet, [G] can't help it when [C] the dick is swell.
Have [G] to admit it, it's just good, she just gotta [Am] laugh.
Like a parent, I put a whooping on her bottom half.
I'm a player from the Himalayas.
Niggas don't agree, then them niggas hate it.
I'm just trying [D] to feed R&B savior with the [Am] instrumental.
Or go down like JFK in the Continental.
The most underrated, some motherfucking hated.
Anything I do for [F] music's never celebrated.
[Am] Y'all killing the game like pesticides.
[Em] But DJ Quake is [F] unpasteurized.
My music is flawless, my lyrics is lawless.
Your hood wouldn't be eating, I'm the reason for all [Am] this.
Y'all trying to say I got my jaw broke and comped in.
What kind of fake [C] gangster movies y'all be [D] watching?
That's some cowboy [F] shit, this some [Am] now boy shit.
When [G] the rounds hit your car, that's as [F] loud as it's gon' get.
[Am] Handle my lightweight, get him embalmed in a crate.
So don't fuck with the [Dm] great, you might snake for [Am] old skates.
Up there in ice with [G] lamp slates.
I'm [D] about to reboot, [F] going to recruit.
[Am] Come through and shoot, make them scatter like shoot.
So all that don't like me, you can suck a dick or something.
Turn over on your stomach, take a dill until you [Dm] vomit.
[Am] I know you niggas cramping, I know the real you.
You keep [D] fucking with me and I'ma [F] kill you.
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_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [B] _ [F] _
_ _ _ Now _ _ _
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what they wanna [C] go cancel Arsenio Hall for?
Now we got no place to [F] kick it, that's who I'm called for.
I'm a bad motherfucker, cause my Glock [Dm] says so.
But my wallet [C] says Gucci, I'm a fly killer yo.
Jewels on your ass, pull the tools on your ass.
Recite [Dm] a script [A] before I put these [D] brutals in your [C] ass.
I'm a discipline collector with a [Dm] bag.
Keep that in perspective, that's about [Bbm] a half [Am] OC of the OG.
Getting [F] low key, rolling most reads in the hatchback.
Feeling like it's [G] 79.
My lyrics so wicked, [Am] nigga go and rewind.
So one [F] more time, I'm from the [Dm] world's most dangerous city.
Back on the scene [F] with no cracks on my screen.
I'm like an addict getting back on the thing.
If [Am] R&B is dead, nigga rest in peace.
But I'm still gonna write this [D] shit that makes them [F] stress the licks.
Preach.
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I'm a bad motherfucker, _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[Dm] cause my [Am] Glock says _ [F] so.
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_ _ [F] _ _ [G] But my [F] wallet says so.
But my wallet _ says _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ Gucci, [Dm] _
_ [Am] _ [D] I'm [F] a fly killer yo.
Jewels on your ass, pull the tools on your ass. _