Chords for Josh Wawa White ft ADough - Deadly

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Cm

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Gm

Bb

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Josh Wawa White ft  ADough - Deadly chords
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[Cm]
[F] [Bb] J.I.V. [Gm] on the beat, boy.
[Cm]
[F] [Gm]
There's something I [Cm] can move.
[F] War time [Bb] got me rhymin' in a circle.
[Gm] Don't you start the [Cm] nitty-groo.
[F] I know I'm gettin' to [Bb] your nerves like a miracle.
[Gm] We're goin' up to [Cm] the tube.
[F] It recognize that [Bb] we're findin' with the time.
[Gm] Goin' through a whole [Cm] block.
I'm takin' head [F] shots.
Let's let it go [Bb] until you don't be a [Gm] boss.
Diggin' down, [Cm] make em' foolish.
[F] War time [Bb] got my cup on the cooler.
[Gm] Now I can't stop [Cm] when I'm
[F] movin'.
Low-rise, [Bb] feelin' local when I'm cooler.
[Gm] No surprise [Cm] that I'm coolin'.
[F] Keep in mind, [Bb] Mr.
Wolf, what's the time?
[Gm] I'm feelin' so [Cm] hot.
I do the boba.
[F] I transform, [Bb] come meet my little wild boba.
I [Gm] got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve.
[F] [Bb] [Gm] I got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve.
[F] [Bb] [Gm]
I said, whoa, [Cm] whoa, [F] I'm [Bb] dangerous.
[Gm]
And you better [Cm] be ready.
I [F] got them tricks up my [Gm] sleeve.
Alright, alright, who [Cm] got the bottle?
Let me tell ya, [F] take a real shot.
Now [Bb] you stumblin' like I'm [Gm] out there.
But so soft and [Cm] gettin' jiggy with it.
Okay, [F] now look at all these vibes,
[Bb] gettin' sicky with it.
Come [Gm] on now, I need a bluff who [Cm] got the line.
Let me show you [F] how to take a real hit.
[Bb] Now you skankin' like I'm [Gm] out there.
Boy, your mouth is [Cm] giggin', biggin', biggin'.
I [F] need another sippy, [Bb] little sippy, sippy.
[Gm] Okay now, away you better [Cm] be guilty.
Player, [F] cause I'm tellin' you that you don't [Bb] really wanna [Gm] dance.
I just turned [Cm] into the real king slayer.
[F] And like a lot of my detectives, [Bb] been on my [Gm] stance.
You [Cm] gotta know what you [F] love, love what you know, [Bb] hey.
[Gm] Yeah, I just turned [Cm] into the real king slayer.
[F] And like a lot of my detectives, [Bb] been on my stance.
[Gm] I got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve.
I
[F] [Bb] [Gm]
got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve.
[F] [Bb] [Gm]
I said, whoa, [Cm] whoa,
[F] I'm [Bb] dangerous in the [Gm] man.
Yeah, think you better [Cm] leave me.
I [F] got them tricks up my [Gm] sleeve.
And I, I got you [Cm] blinded in my sleeve.
I'm tryin' to ditch [F] the corner.
I set up bars [Bb] and pick the scheme.
I guess I'm out [Gm] component.
The hand I'm dealt, [Cm] I got myself.
And no, I never [F] fold it.
I love my partners, [Bb] this my hand.
They ain't [Gm] gon' play a foreman.
I testify [Cm] that I can test the waters.
[F] Some hate the son, but others bless [Bb] the daughter.
I line them up, [Gm] then cut them down.
Just call me Delta [Cm] Barber.
I'm iller than [F] those feelings in your stomach that [Bb] you harbor.
You haters wanna [Gm] harm us.
I got my half-boned on.
[Cm] And I get low for my niggas.
[F] I been here so long.
[Bb] Second-guess record I do [Gm] is when she's already gone.
[Cm] And so some of my [F] niggas put my half-bone on.
[Bb] And they think I'm a [Gm] booze.
I separate the base [Cm] from all the ones who really do [F] it.
Sometimes I be gettin' [Bb] by, and they shoot me like it's [Gm] real.
In the group, [Cm] I'm a killer.
That's my [F] rhyme, the nigga.
I got the 16-year-old [Bb] knives and a griller.
Have you eaten [Gm] a chicken?
I got them tricks of my [Cm] sleep.
Yeah, [F] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Bb] yeah.
[Gm] I got them tricks of my [Cm] sleep.
Yeah, [F] yeah, yeah, yeah, [Bb] yeah, [Gm] yeah.
You said, whoa, [Cm] whoa,
[F] I'm [Bb] dangerous.
Yeah, [Gm]
yeah, yeah, yeah, [Cm] yeah.
I [F] got them tricks of my [Bb] sleep.
Peace.
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F
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Gm
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Bb
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Cm
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F
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Gm
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Bb
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] J.I.V. [Gm] on the beat, boy.
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ There's something I [Cm] can move. _ _
[F] _ War time [Bb] got me rhymin' in a circle.
[Gm] _ Don't you start the [Cm] nitty-groo. _ _
[F] I know I'm gettin' to [Bb] your nerves like a miracle.
[Gm] We're goin' up to [Cm] the tube. _ _
[F] It recognize that [Bb] we're findin' with the time.
[Gm] Goin' through a whole [Cm] block.
I'm takin' head [F] shots.
Let's let it go [Bb] until you don't be a [Gm] boss.
Diggin' down, [Cm] make em' foolish. _
[F] _ War time [Bb] got my cup on the cooler.
[Gm] Now I can't stop [Cm] when I'm _ _ _
[F] movin'.
Low-rise, [Bb] feelin' local when I'm cooler.
[Gm] No surprise [Cm] that I'm coolin'.
[F] _ Keep in mind, [Bb] Mr.
Wolf, what's the time?
[Gm] I'm feelin' so [Cm] hot.
I do the boba.
[F] I transform, [Bb] come meet my little wild boba.
I [Gm] got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Gm] I got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _
I said, whoa, [Cm] whoa, _ _ [F] I'm _ [Bb] dangerous.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
_ And you better [Cm] be ready.
I [F] got them tricks up my [Gm] sleeve. _ _ _
Alright, alright, who [Cm] got the bottle?
Let me tell ya, [F] take a real shot.
Now [Bb] you stumblin' like I'm [Gm] out there.
But so soft and [Cm] gettin' jiggy with it.
Okay, [F] now look at all these vibes,
[Bb] gettin' sicky with it.
Come [Gm] on now, I need a bluff who [Cm] got the line.
Let me show you [F] how to take a real hit.
[Bb] Now you skankin' like I'm [Gm] out there.
Boy, your mouth is [Cm] giggin', biggin', biggin'.
I [F] need another sippy, [Bb] little sippy, sippy.
[Gm] Okay now, away you better [Cm] be guilty.
Player, [F] cause I'm tellin' you that you don't [Bb] really wanna [Gm] dance.
I just turned [Cm] into the real king slayer.
[F] And like a lot of my detectives, [Bb] been on my [Gm] stance.
_ You [Cm] gotta know what you [F] love, love what you know, [Bb] hey. _
[Gm] Yeah, I just turned [Cm] into the real king slayer.
[F] And like a lot of my detectives, [Bb] been on my stance.
[Gm] I got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve.
I _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _
got them tricks up my [Cm] sleeve. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _
I said, whoa, _ [Cm] whoa, _ _ _
[F] I'm [Bb] dangerous in the [Gm] man. _
Yeah, think you better [Cm] leave me.
I [F] got them tricks up my [Gm] sleeve.
And _ I, I got you [Cm] blinded in my sleeve.
I'm tryin' to ditch [F] the corner.
I set up bars [Bb] and pick the scheme.
I guess I'm out [Gm] component.
The hand I'm dealt, [Cm] I got myself.
And no, I never [F] fold it.
I love my partners, [Bb] this my hand.
They ain't [Gm] gon' play a foreman.
I testify [Cm] that I can test the waters.
[F] Some hate the son, but others bless [Bb] the daughter.
I line them up, [Gm] then cut them down.
Just call me Delta [Cm] Barber.
I'm iller than [F] those feelings in your stomach that [Bb] you harbor.
You haters wanna [Gm] harm us.
I got my half-boned on.
[Cm] And I get low for my niggas.
[F] I been here so long.
[Bb] Second-guess record I do [Gm] is when she's already gone.
[Cm] And so some of my [F] niggas put my half-bone on.
[Bb] And they think I'm a [Gm] booze.
I separate the base [Cm] from all the ones who really do [F] it.
Sometimes I be gettin' [Bb] by, and they shoot me like it's [Gm] real.
In the group, [Cm] I'm a killer.
That's my [F] rhyme, the nigga.
I got the 16-year-old [Bb] knives and a griller.
Have you eaten [Gm] a chicken?
I got them tricks of my [Cm] sleep.
Yeah, [F] yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Bb] yeah.
_ [Gm] I got them tricks of my [Cm] sleep.
Yeah, [F] yeah, yeah, yeah, [Bb] yeah, _ [Gm] yeah.
You said, whoa, [Cm] whoa, _ _ _
[F] I'm [Bb] dangerous.
Yeah, _ [Gm] _
yeah, yeah, yeah, [Cm] yeah.
_ I [F] got them tricks of my [Bb] sleep. _
Peace. _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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