Chords for Maine Musik - Insurance (MUSIC VIDEO)
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87.725 bpm
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb] Damn, [C] damn, bitch ass [Gb] nigga, [Bb] I feel like Pac in this bitch
[C] [Bbm] They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on [Bb] yourself
They make Instagram posts cause [Bbm] they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you put insurance on yourself
If he don't die they go hook him up to a island he got chemo
One of them bitches drop we [Db] need three more
I done dropped it [Bb] now they watch the whole horseshoe in the Z store
Tryna hand one him, hand gun him, face him with the free throw
I hope they know it's Benito, I might Debo one
Pull up on the bike, I'm on his head
Give a break to Craig, spend on Friday night, knock on his face
Like he done blew a fuse, all them sticks we waiting to use
Ain't no rules, chop whoever with him cause they overdue
Deads could've stood overdue, clothes no infrared, I cop it off it
Bit me in the ass, they hit me in the leg
In the arm, in the thigh, but it could've been the head
But instead they had they eyes closed, they thought I was dead
I raised a contagious chopper lead, watched them bullets spread
What up Fontaine [Bbm] T-Fed, T-I-P, big homie Craig
But they flunkin' LaKeefah with that bracelet on his leg
Nine's funeral is the plan and some blood gotta shed
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on yourself
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you [Bb] put insurance on yourself
Say don't get scared, nine's deeper than rapping
They say they gon' clap me, they say they had my BM [Fm] at the bowling alley
Well [Bbm] check this bitch, I know your BM and that Hobie lackey
So nigga think about your son before you play with family
[Bb] Bitch I never asked nobody to like me, I'm full of throttle
Run that block with that rock, watch me hand out clothes, twaddle
My mama know I'm a problem, [Bbm] but I'm still a role model
Long chopper, [D] baby Drake and let Reagan unfold, stop it
[Bb] Long shot him, if God him, laser sit on the bottom
Of that mini-mech, get in black where they at, I'm goin' fire them
Had a binder full of rap, no wonder I end up feelin' malice
Instead of solving problems, I'm in class, write down every strap I ever saw
Fuck with they asses, fuck with a fraction, this a six-off
Better be packin', better not be lackin' when you know it's war
Shots throwin' traffic, they try to wet me, but they wet the car
And my baby mama play the part, gangsta as I wanna be
Know they want me on the T, so [Bbm] I took that 223 like fuck the whole SOG
I'ma introduce you to that raw shit
Bitch you can't even go to Jasmine's for no crawfish, oh shit
And that song Gang, bitch ass nigga
How the fuck niggas shoot me and feel like they can ride around ticks?
How the fuck niggas shoot me and still feel like they can hang on the block and sell nickel bags?
Fuck a nigga, nigga ain't go sleep or grind long as we got ass
I'm Ron Hill, [Bb] bitch ass nigga
And I don't give a fuck about what a nigga fucking thought he was
Bitch ass nigga, we ain't scared
I still got one in the head, bitch
Yeah, I got that stick with me everywhere I go
Bitch ass nigga, I weigh 95 pounds
I got 95 rounds, I'ma fire 95 clowns
And gun they dumbass down
You nigga, puss as a bitch, you hear me?
[Bbm] Yeah, I'm Jeff Longshot and I got that school bill
I got that get up and spook them all
Bitch, you hear me?
It's time for me to jump up and spook your puss ass
He can't die, chase your LD6-2's, you's a bitch
[N] Bitch ass nigga, stop getting insurance on yourself
Instagram posting ass niggas, you niggas [Ab] bitches
Fuck a nigga, bitch ass nigga
I ain't
[C] [Bbm] They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on [Bb] yourself
They make Instagram posts cause [Bbm] they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you put insurance on yourself
If he don't die they go hook him up to a island he got chemo
One of them bitches drop we [Db] need three more
I done dropped it [Bb] now they watch the whole horseshoe in the Z store
Tryna hand one him, hand gun him, face him with the free throw
I hope they know it's Benito, I might Debo one
Pull up on the bike, I'm on his head
Give a break to Craig, spend on Friday night, knock on his face
Like he done blew a fuse, all them sticks we waiting to use
Ain't no rules, chop whoever with him cause they overdue
Deads could've stood overdue, clothes no infrared, I cop it off it
Bit me in the ass, they hit me in the leg
In the arm, in the thigh, but it could've been the head
But instead they had they eyes closed, they thought I was dead
I raised a contagious chopper lead, watched them bullets spread
What up Fontaine [Bbm] T-Fed, T-I-P, big homie Craig
But they flunkin' LaKeefah with that bracelet on his leg
Nine's funeral is the plan and some blood gotta shed
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on yourself
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you [Bb] put insurance on yourself
Say don't get scared, nine's deeper than rapping
They say they gon' clap me, they say they had my BM [Fm] at the bowling alley
Well [Bbm] check this bitch, I know your BM and that Hobie lackey
So nigga think about your son before you play with family
[Bb] Bitch I never asked nobody to like me, I'm full of throttle
Run that block with that rock, watch me hand out clothes, twaddle
My mama know I'm a problem, [Bbm] but I'm still a role model
Long chopper, [D] baby Drake and let Reagan unfold, stop it
[Bb] Long shot him, if God him, laser sit on the bottom
Of that mini-mech, get in black where they at, I'm goin' fire them
Had a binder full of rap, no wonder I end up feelin' malice
Instead of solving problems, I'm in class, write down every strap I ever saw
Fuck with they asses, fuck with a fraction, this a six-off
Better be packin', better not be lackin' when you know it's war
Shots throwin' traffic, they try to wet me, but they wet the car
And my baby mama play the part, gangsta as I wanna be
Know they want me on the T, so [Bbm] I took that 223 like fuck the whole SOG
I'ma introduce you to that raw shit
Bitch you can't even go to Jasmine's for no crawfish, oh shit
And that song Gang, bitch ass nigga
How the fuck niggas shoot me and feel like they can ride around ticks?
How the fuck niggas shoot me and still feel like they can hang on the block and sell nickel bags?
Fuck a nigga, nigga ain't go sleep or grind long as we got ass
I'm Ron Hill, [Bb] bitch ass nigga
And I don't give a fuck about what a nigga fucking thought he was
Bitch ass nigga, we ain't scared
I still got one in the head, bitch
Yeah, I got that stick with me everywhere I go
Bitch ass nigga, I weigh 95 pounds
I got 95 rounds, I'ma fire 95 clowns
And gun they dumbass down
You nigga, puss as a bitch, you hear me?
[Bbm] Yeah, I'm Jeff Longshot and I got that school bill
I got that get up and spook them all
Bitch, you hear me?
It's time for me to jump up and spook your puss ass
He can't die, chase your LD6-2's, you's a bitch
[N] Bitch ass nigga, stop getting insurance on yourself
Instagram posting ass niggas, you niggas [Ab] bitches
Fuck a nigga, bitch ass nigga
I ain't
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[Bb] _ _ _ Damn, [C] damn, bitch ass [Gb] nigga, [Bb] I feel like Pac in this bitch
_ _ [C] [Bbm] They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on [Bb] yourself
They make Instagram posts cause [Bbm] they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you put insurance on yourself
If he don't die they go hook him up to a island he got chemo
One of them bitches drop we [Db] need three more
I done dropped it [Bb] now they watch the whole horseshoe in the Z store
Tryna hand one him, hand gun him, face him with the free throw
I hope they know it's Benito, I might Debo one
Pull up on the bike, I'm on his head
Give a break to Craig, spend on Friday night, knock on his face
Like he done blew a fuse, all them sticks we waiting to use
Ain't no rules, chop whoever with him cause they overdue
Deads could've stood overdue, clothes no infrared, I cop it off it
Bit me in the ass, they hit me in the leg
In the arm, in the thigh, but it could've been the head
But instead they had they eyes closed, they thought I was dead
I raised a contagious chopper lead, watched them bullets spread
What up Fontaine [Bbm] T-Fed, T-I-P, big homie Craig
But they flunkin' LaKeefah with that bracelet on his leg
Nine's funeral is the plan and some blood gotta shed
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on yourself
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you [Bb] put insurance on yourself
Say don't get scared, nine's deeper than rapping
They say they gon' clap me, they say they had my BM [Fm] at the bowling alley
Well [Bbm] check this bitch, I know your BM and that Hobie lackey
So nigga think about your son before you play with family
[Bb] Bitch I never asked nobody to like me, I'm full of throttle
Run that block with that rock, watch me hand out clothes, twaddle
My mama know I'm a problem, [Bbm] but I'm still a role model
Long chopper, [D] baby Drake and let Reagan unfold, stop it
[Bb] Long shot him, if God him, laser sit on the bottom
Of that mini-mech, get in black where they at, I'm goin' fire them
Had a binder full of rap, no wonder I end up feelin' malice
Instead of solving problems, I'm in class, write down every strap I ever saw
Fuck with they asses, fuck with a fraction, this a six-off
Better be packin', better not be lackin' when you know it's war
Shots throwin' traffic, they try to wet me, but they wet the car
And my baby mama play the part, gangsta as I wanna be
Know they want me on the T, so [Bbm] I took that 223 like fuck the whole SOG
I'ma introduce you to that raw shit
Bitch you can't even go to Jasmine's for no crawfish, oh shit
And that song Gang, bitch ass nigga
How the fuck niggas shoot me and feel like they can ride around ticks?
How the fuck niggas shoot me and still feel like they can hang on the block and sell nickel bags?
Fuck a nigga, nigga ain't go sleep or grind long as we got ass
I'm Ron Hill, [Bb] bitch ass nigga
And I don't give a fuck about what a nigga fucking thought he was
Bitch ass nigga, we ain't scared
I still got one in the head, bitch
Yeah, I got that stick with me everywhere I go
Bitch ass nigga, I weigh 95 pounds
I got 95 rounds, I'ma fire 95 clowns
And gun they dumbass down
You nigga, puss as a bitch, you hear me?
[Bbm] Yeah, I'm Jeff Longshot and I got that school bill
I got that get up and spook them all
Bitch, you hear me?
It's time for me to jump up and spook your puss ass
He can't die, chase your LD6-2's, you's a bitch
[N] Bitch ass nigga, stop getting insurance on yourself
Instagram posting ass niggas, you niggas [Ab] bitches
Fuck a nigga, bitch ass nigga
I ain't
_ _ [C] [Bbm] They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on [Bb] yourself
They make Instagram posts cause [Bbm] they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you put insurance on yourself
If he don't die they go hook him up to a island he got chemo
One of them bitches drop we [Db] need three more
I done dropped it [Bb] now they watch the whole horseshoe in the Z store
Tryna hand one him, hand gun him, face him with the free throw
I hope they know it's Benito, I might Debo one
Pull up on the bike, I'm on his head
Give a break to Craig, spend on Friday night, knock on his face
Like he done blew a fuse, all them sticks we waiting to use
Ain't no rules, chop whoever with him cause they overdue
Deads could've stood overdue, clothes no infrared, I cop it off it
Bit me in the ass, they hit me in the leg
In the arm, in the thigh, but it could've been the head
But instead they had they eyes closed, they thought I was dead
I raised a contagious chopper lead, watched them bullets spread
What up Fontaine [Bbm] T-Fed, T-I-P, big homie Craig
But they flunkin' LaKeefah with that bracelet on his leg
Nine's funeral is the plan and some blood gotta shed
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
That's how you put insurance on yourself
They make Instagram posts cause they scared of they death
Bitch that's how you [Bb] put insurance on yourself
Say don't get scared, nine's deeper than rapping
They say they gon' clap me, they say they had my BM [Fm] at the bowling alley
Well [Bbm] check this bitch, I know your BM and that Hobie lackey
So nigga think about your son before you play with family
[Bb] Bitch I never asked nobody to like me, I'm full of throttle
Run that block with that rock, watch me hand out clothes, twaddle
My mama know I'm a problem, [Bbm] but I'm still a role model
Long chopper, [D] baby Drake and let Reagan unfold, stop it
[Bb] Long shot him, if God him, laser sit on the bottom
Of that mini-mech, get in black where they at, I'm goin' fire them
Had a binder full of rap, no wonder I end up feelin' malice
Instead of solving problems, I'm in class, write down every strap I ever saw
Fuck with they asses, fuck with a fraction, this a six-off
Better be packin', better not be lackin' when you know it's war
Shots throwin' traffic, they try to wet me, but they wet the car
And my baby mama play the part, gangsta as I wanna be
Know they want me on the T, so [Bbm] I took that 223 like fuck the whole SOG
I'ma introduce you to that raw shit
Bitch you can't even go to Jasmine's for no crawfish, oh shit
And that song Gang, bitch ass nigga
How the fuck niggas shoot me and feel like they can ride around ticks?
How the fuck niggas shoot me and still feel like they can hang on the block and sell nickel bags?
Fuck a nigga, nigga ain't go sleep or grind long as we got ass
I'm Ron Hill, [Bb] bitch ass nigga
And I don't give a fuck about what a nigga fucking thought he was
Bitch ass nigga, we ain't scared
I still got one in the head, bitch
Yeah, I got that stick with me everywhere I go
Bitch ass nigga, I weigh 95 pounds
I got 95 rounds, I'ma fire 95 clowns
And gun they dumbass down
You nigga, puss as a bitch, you hear me?
[Bbm] Yeah, I'm Jeff Longshot and I got that school bill
I got that get up and spook them all
Bitch, you hear me?
It's time for me to jump up and spook your puss ass
He can't die, chase your LD6-2's, you's a bitch
[N] Bitch ass nigga, stop getting insurance on yourself
Instagram posting ass niggas, you niggas [Ab] bitches
Fuck a nigga, bitch ass nigga
I ain't