JID - 151 Rum (Audio) Chords

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[F] _ _ _ Oh, [B] that's what I'm [C#] saying.
Yeah.
Run, Ricky, run, run, nigga, run, jump, nigga, [G] jump.
Come, here they come, run, run, run, run, gun with the drum.
Bomb, biddy, bomb, slump in the trunk.
My city go dum, dum, dum, dum, 151.
Run, man, a blunt young nigga, [C#] nom, nom, nom.
And he got a little gun, a little bitty killer.
Really doing it for fun.
Give him a little bitty here, get the nigga [D] done.
Son of a God, son of a bitch, son of a woman and [Bm] man,
son of a son and a son of a [C] bitch.
I'm in the plan, please come with this grip.
Cover my back, cover, [Bm] man, please come with the blip.
Look at [D] this statue, like a magician.
Fuck that, this some real ass [Bm] shit.
I paid blood for this.
Pack [C] of cheese from the government, cereal boxes
with the bugs [Bm] in it.
And me down there, my [D] brother, brother shit.
Don't compare me to no [Bm] other, other niggas in this city.
Boy, they [F] say they fucking with you.
He be jeezy, that's a bit [Bm] disgusting, but I get it.
Don't pull [F] attention.
Full of spirit, but full of shit.
Standing next to the [B] tape when that bullet hit him.
Shit, I [C] miss him.
I wish that that bullet missed him, but it didn't.
And since I've been living with it like a sickness.
Into the infinite rhymes, give me the baton.
A ticking, ticking time bomb, taking the finish line.
Look [G] alive, look in my eyes, look at you niggas crying.
If you're dumb, dumb, better run, [Em] run, cause we crying.
East side where you're from, from niggas whacking.
So be silent before my niggas creep silent.
With street knowledge, complete nonsense, delete comments.
Online, all locks, we see [F] violence everyday in my house.
Cause they killing my niggas [B] style, niggas die for the russified.
Get a nigga, [C] time for a knife.
We got to ride, fucking nigga, ride for the [B] ride.
To your life, to your body, your [C] minds.
I don't mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it.
I [B] fuck with you, with thugs, I'ma thug [C] with you.
We can hug, we can bug, if the niggas fuck [Bm] with you.
I got love for you, I promote with you, I promote.
[C] Run, Ricky, run, run, nigga, run. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb.
151 rum in [D#] a blunt.
Young nigga, numb, numb, numb.
And he got a little [C#] gun, a little bitty killer.
Really doing it for fun.
Give him a little [C] bitty here, get a nigga.
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