Chords for Joyner Lucas & Tory Lanez - Suge (Remix)

_ Yeah, ain't no one [C] colder than me
[Bb] Yeah, straight from the mud
I got me a plug and now I be [C] rollin' with meach
[A] You think you the shit, I think you a bitch
Now go [C] ahead and call the police
[A] These niggas a trip, your homies a snitch
You probably be home in a week
I hit up Tory and told him
I know you don't like me but fuck it, I'm [Am] over the beef
Told him we [D] could be friends
Invited him over and gave him some [C] soda and bleach
[A] They said, Jonah, you lost it
I told them they saw it
Now go take a [C] stroll on the beach
Nigga, I got the sauce
Bitch, I'm a dog
Just [Bb] don't get ahold of my leash
Yeah, nigga, back to the bluffin'
Jonah, get back to the bussin'
[A] The fighter and I make a few million
Go back to the [A] hustlin'
I got me some product and I ain't gon' hide it
I might just start [C] trappin' the [A] public
I might go to prison and free all my niggas
That's word to [C] Harriet Tubman
It's how do you ask me questions?
I'm [Dm] sick of it
Why you keep shouting shit down on the internet?
Why do you have so much talent and benefits?
[A] Why you keep dropping your [C] album in increments?
[Bb] ADHD is a social experiment
Who pay attention the [C] most when they hearing it?
[Bb] You cannot stop it, it's law and the fair in it
This is my moment and [Am] no one is sharing it
[D] Nigga, I'm just getting started
I hit on my targets, I promise I'm [C] very defiant
If I do not win the Grammy this year
Then I'll blow that bitch up in an heroin dine
[A] I think all my shit is hot
If everyone think that it's not, then [C] everyone lying
[Bb] I hope my shit doesn't flop
Cause I put a gun in your head and make [C] everyone bite
I'm [Bb] digging the hole, you get buried inside
All you get [C] buried in silence
The [Bb] day that I die, I get buried in diamonds
I'm killing you niggas, you [C] barely surviving
I [Bb] think I'm so hot, chameleon pilot
I'm earlier 50, what [G] earlier?
I'll let my UFO fly in a scary and violent
I shit down the planet, you [Am] hearing the sirens
I'm [A] very excited and you shouldn't bother
Jonah got [C] too many problems
[A] I told that little bitch that I'm down with a threesome
As long as it's you and your mama
I ain't got no patience
I love to get dirty, but fuck it, I'm [C] cool with the drama
[Bb] When niggas be hatin', I tell them no worries
My nigga, [C] Akuna Matata
I don't wear Prada, just Remy or white tee
I bought some Margellas, I [Am] still wear that Nike
I [Bb] roll with some hitters, I know you don't like me
I shit on you niggas, now [C] bring me some white bees
You [Bb] think I'm a killer?
Well, maybe I might be
I ain't got no feelings, I [C] daily fight me
I sold with a [Bb] leopard, I'm barely a writer
You can't see your money, it [Am] barely excites me
And [Bb] ready, don't try me, so wow
Fuck all you [C] bricks, you cannot haunt me
I think you a bitch, you think I'm corny
I think I'm the shit, when she get horny
She [Bb] think of my dick, when I was broke
I would think like I'm rich
Till I [C] fucked up my credit and [Bb] hit me a lick
And I got me some money to get me a [C] crib
And it blew it on bitches from plenty of fish
Fuck was I [D] thinking?
I'm going back to the streets
If [A] Renny and Jason had babies, my nigga, I promise
And [Am] that would be me
[Bb] Niggas all in my honey and acting all funny
I think I'm [Am] attracted to beef
[Bb] They tell me that I changed
I look in the mirror like, what the fuck [C] happened to me?
[Bb] Ever since Ida came up, these niggas been so in the feelers
They [Am] count in my pockets, I [Bb] know that it's killing
Don't tell me you proud, but you know that you jealous
The [C] money keep piling, I [Bb] know that you smell it
You think you entitled, well, fuck on a dick
And I hope that you swallow it, [Bb] that's how I'm feeling
Put that in a Bible, don't call me your family
You [C] know you my rival, I [Bb] do what I got
I'm not turning fucking TV up, [A] I'm in the media
And ain't [C] nobody wanna see me up, a [A] nigga heating up
I'm like a psycho, sell anemia, I really mean it
But I'm out of [Am] soul, a nigga breathing up
I [Gm] think you've seen enough, I go the hell and fucking demon up
I [A] think I'm mean enough to beat a [Am] nigga with Adidas
Till I [Bb] fuck a stick and sell a second punch
And when I'm sneaking up, you could've seen me
But I had to [Am] hit him like a meteor
And [A] make him giddy up to get the truck
And I went from nothing to something
I fell in love with the [C] guns and I got a hundred of [A] women
Like everybody, they're busting, I'm putting one in your stomach
I got them jumping and [C] running, you better cover and ducking
I'm out there wanting to be fucked with them
I'm out there wanting you to think you can do whatever you want to
This gun on me, reaping punches at enemies
Know it's helping them up at three in the morning
When you be sleeping in [F] the yard and you know the evil be [Bb] calling
And somebody better call an ambulance for the EMT
[C] Nigga on the bar, I'm like [Bb]
EMT
But I roll up on a nigga, printed EMC
Get the [Am] club and all them in the bid of [Bb]
EMD
Call the clubs, tell them that I want at least ten keys
[C] Now I got the business, E [Bb]-E-M-D
Could've walked out my shoes with a street stampede
Can't [C] walk there, swear I run [A]
DMC
Back in the mail, I sit it down and it's cracking the [A] scale
Had to switch position from the kitchen, nigga
I was [C] flipping like a spatula [A] there
Pretty Ricky with them bitches when I'm hitting long
It's a [C] dread, I'm spectacular
Hair, hair, shit, [D] light, shit, white whip
Open up and look like a packet of mail
I'm back in Riddell, [Bb] fucking up the check
And chucking up the set
And I'm back up the [A] layover, pay over, way over
Niggas know summer, but a nigga [C] stay over
Nigga, you [Bb] bitches with me to the day
Day, A-K, loaded up the same way
Shane Swain, white person screaming out gang, [A] gang
Try to kick Jet Li and Lou Kang, [D] Kang, Kang
I got a little V, he got me [C] beige
Go like [A] brrring, dang, dang, got a main dame
All the mod, that's my main thing
Got a Rollie, watch her name, Jane
But she plain, plain, so we call her Plain Jane
I let it bang, [D] bang, like the fingers twisting on a gang
Member sitting in the chain, gang, nigga, please
I got [C] all nigga cheese, yeah, I got whole nigga [Bb] needs
Can't let a [B] four nigga roll up, eat a whole nigga shit
[Am] And then let the whole nigga [Bb] leave, man
Y'all niggas know a nigga T-O-R-Y
All my [C] niggas got paws in the [C] O's for the free
All for the fee, if a nigga throw a cup of [D] G's
Get a little nigga smoke for the free, man
One-five-O for a show, nigga, that's how I go
I was chosen with those [Bb] melodies, nigga
Satan, I've been going in with those enemies
And the snakes keep [C] blowing it with those in the [Bb] breeze
I'm under no good, abortion or [B] hood
With no young [C] G's, and you know Jodie Breeze
I can blow 40 G's, still come back
Who the fuck looking like the [C] old dirty beef in the [Bb] Wu-Tang, nigga
I can say nothing on the motherfucking track
Still go back, plait like Pouty-Tang, nigga
Do your thing, nigga, [A] hopping in the move
Saying hotter than a blue flame lit up in a food tank, nigga
Mad niggas better hide, niggas wet, niggas wet, nigga
Niggas at the bottom of the food chain, [Bb] nigga
Niggas so lame, can't crew hang, nigga
Can't [C] crew bang, which [Bb] can't move, dang, which
[D] See a little bad bitch walking out of block
Bet she [C] looking at me, cause she [Bb] crew can't get her
I'm a dominator, moderator, pass your [C] chick like hot potato
[A] Police not cooperator, I won't tolerate her
Bitch, you talking crazy, not me, little [Bb] nigga
I be on the beach with the ski, little nigga
I be [C] trippin' up the doubles [Bb] and threes, little nigga
Living it up with the women up in V's, little nigga
Give [C] it up when my niggas talking, [Bb] I have a nigga stuck in
I be dripping and dripping like a nigga's tip in the bucket
I be whipping these bitches and sticking out my dick [D] and party
They be licking it, nigga, they get it familiar, fucking
I be fucking these women and taping city tinted windows
And I'm yelling and [Bb] telling them, gotta get it, get this step in
I'm repping Umbrella forever, my niggas in the bunnies
I'm fly as a palace, you jealous, another nigga coming
I'm eating these niggas like ketchup and relish
On the bun, I got the money to find the one that's the one I wanted
I [Am] wanna feel like [Bb] you can't fit on it, I got your ex chick and your next chick
On the pole in [C] my living room, close, tryna [A] dance alone
And the longest I got with my hands alone
And she said, hands to the hands, then it landed [D] on it
I said, damn, had to put it in her head, I ain't dropping no bread
This is not that griddle in the Hansel store
I got a coupe full of hoes and a hose in the coupe to the limit
Getting doors to the [Bb] floors and the roof when I'm going in the booth
I'm exposing the globe to [C] the truth, they be knowing
I be [Bb] showing up with proof, any fool, nigga, any hoe, nigga
Any lojo, small nigga, better know it when I unload
Get low, get low, get low, like Lil' John in the Eastside Boys, nigga
I'm a lil' bitch type [A] nigga, neck is freezy as a [Am] ice picker
[D] Add a tear just like a high kicker, niggas gon' copy my style like a right click
All of my dawgs [Bb] are keying like Mike Vick, let that pistol put that [C] boy in a Heimlich
I was handing them L's to join a hand off, I'm coming out acting too light skinned, nigga
I'm [A] back in the building, applying the pressure, spitting, but [C] you're flying the fire
[A] Remember some fucking hot shit, think I died in the desert
Came back to [Am] fuck up your entire [Bb] endeavor, you trying me
Never get squatted, get shot if you trying to be [C] clever
My diamonds [Bb] forever, designing and lining the bed up and giving my choice
Which one you want, dive with the nana, but rather I'm sorry for being intolerant
I got [C] this violent temper, [Bb] I like when I'm cold, I shoot a nigga, make him die in December
You [Am] been a bitch as long [Bb] as I can remember, you say that you gained them niggas
Keep talking, I [G] promise to silence your members, they [D] quiet, your temper while firing bullets
They fly, it's [Am] your mental, in pride, your [Bb] dead on my hide
Somebody to fire the jet up, then get up and [C] send a shooter
That'll [A] fly off your rental, I promise I'm high on my metal
My tickets instead of a five-million, [Bb] nigga, my line that nigga printed paper
Let the hitter get the [C] photo, no, it got me [Bb] the nigga
The Louis, luggage bustin', dime me a nigga, but true, we [C] thuggin'
No assembly, [Bb] a nigga, I'm really a [D] top three _ _ _ _ _
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