Chords for Gucci Mane ft Young Scooter, Trae The Truth - Dead Man

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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Fm] _ _ This beat is so, so rich
Call me Gucci Mane when I'm on the [E] stage with you
[Fm] But call me Jesse James [C#] when I hold this damn pistol
[Fm] You can call me Gucci Guac when I do a [E] song with you
[Fm] But don't walk up on me, hoes, [C#] I ain't finna blow no [E] strong with you
[Fm] You got the young shooters with me, they don't get [C] along with you
[Fm] If you ain't get no money, nigga, what is [C] wrong with you?
[Fm] And I can't tell you, ho, niggas must have the [C] wrong picture
I'm [Fm] in the club sippin' lean with this very long switch
I'm drinkin' Mephizene and codeine and this apple [C] juice mixed
[Fm] If you knew that, you would do that, I swear you would not kiss
There's a nigga boy and his nigga tryin' to tell him, [C] God, bitch
[Fm] If a snitch was to die today, I bet his hood would [C] not miss
[Fm] You's a dead man, playin' games [E] with the grudge
[Fm] You's a dead man, I [C#] put that pistol [E] to your head
[Fm] Bad, dead man, you [C#] playin' games [C] with my grudge
You [Fm] in the red van, walk around in [E] V's
Dead [Fm] man, dead man, [C#] dead man, [E] you's a dead [Fm] man
Dead man, [C#] dead man, [C] you's a dead [Fm] man
Dead man, I [C#] put that pistol to [C] your head
[Fm] Bad, dead man, I put that pistol to [C] your head
[Fm] Bad, bad booze, [C#] four tray, [C] six, eight
[Fm] Eight watches, [C#] four chains, [C] six rings
[Fm] Hot fucks, dope at a hot coast
From coast to coast, I set numbers on the dope
We mixin' yo, you know I can [C] sell you both
[Fm] 16 fine, price is lower than [C] shorty low
[Fm] When I drive, got my seat [C] leanin' low
[Fm] Bricks inside, got a stash [C] in the door
[Fm] Always roll runnin', me and Gucci [C] gettin' money
[Fm] Fans keep comin', tried [C#] the trailer [C] in the morning
[Fm] Won't stop juggin', every month I make [C] 400
[Fm] I'm a street nigga, I [C#] got rent, [C#m] choppa jackets
[Fm] You's a dead bag, [C#] playin' games with [E] the grudge
[Fm] You's a dead bag, I put [C#] that pistol to [E] your head
[Fm] Bad, dead bag, you [C#] playin' games with [C] my grudge
You [Fm] in the red bag, [C#] walk around and be [E] a
Dead [Fm] bag, dead bag, [C#] dead bag
[C] You's a dead [Fm] bag, dead bag, dead bag
[E] You's a dead [Fm] bag, dead bag, dead bag
I put that pistol to [E] your head
[Fm] _ _ I put [C#] that pistol to [E] your head
[Fm] What the fuck is you thinkin'?
[C#] Lil' bitch, you [C] must've been drinkin'
This [Fm] choppa got me feelin' like Harley
If I let it ride, you bound to [E] be stinkin'
I'm [Fm] an asshole, I do what I like to
No shit that's make for [E] you to play to
I don't [Fm] give a fuck, bitch, I don't like you
Doctor, fire, bitch, [E] I might like to
[Fm] Bitch, I am the streets, you just look tough
Couple bricks of snow like I was on bluff
Call me the master, like, show love
Bad boy for real, [C] no puff
[Fm] If a nigga pussy, I don't care, mind
Just keep your distance, [C] don't play with mine
[Fm] Stay in your place, fall out of line
Got them young niggas all in your head
The bed fine, you can find me in the hood
Where the hood don't [C#] go
Heard you're somebody [C] that the end don't know
[Fm] If a nigga turn up, tell him watch this show
Money never sit still, so I let the glow
King of the streets just call me Scythe
On my throne, [C] ain't no one higher
[Fm] T-R-U-T-H, no liar
Real street nigga, I won't retire
You's a dead bag, dead bag
You's [C] a _
[Fm] dead bag, dead bag
I put [C#] that pistol to [E] your head
[Fm] You's a dead bag, dead bag
_ [C#] _ _ [C] You's [Fm] a dead bag, dead bag
Walk around and be [C] a dead bag
[Fm] Dead bag, dead [C#] bag
You's [C] a dead [Fm] bag, dead bag Dead bag
You's [C] a dead [Fm] bag, dead bag
I put [C#] that pistol to [C] your head
Bad, [Fm] dead bag
I put [C#] that pistol to [C] your [E] head
Bad, dead bag _ _ _ _ _