Chords for Marley G - Worried Bout It (SSFILMZ EXCLUSIVE)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ I'm at the studio. _ _
_ Yeah, I get the cameo voice. _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, bitch.
You know what the fuck it is? _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, don't wait.
Fuck me with that fucking nigga.
Yeah.
Don't wait.
Shout out my nigga Chip [Abm] Rig.
You know what the fuck it is. Give him.
_ _ _ B-Bop.
_ [Dbm]
You know my [Abm] niggas, Donna nigga.
I'm [Dbm] a tyrant.
_ I'm a [Abm] tyrant nigga.
Bitch nigga, you don't [Dbm] want all the smoke.
I want all the smoke [Abm] right now.
Let's fucking [Dbm] talk.
What's fucking me?
[Abm] I say you supposed to be my nigga, but you trailing my bitch.
I'm in B-Bop and Booster [Dbm] clutching my bag and [Abm] shit.
I know these niggas ain't 100.
Play the game and I'm in.
Yo bitch, I'm fucking another nigga.
[Dbm] Better fuck you a [Abm] bitch.
If you get jacked, that's on your body.
Don't check me about the shit.
I've been thugging.
I hit my first [Dbm] lick up in 2010.
[Abm] Brother in jail.
Niggas ain't dead.
I wish they would've got killed.
Oh, dude died.
Shout out to [Dbm] Lafayette.
I'm fucking with [Abm] them.
I'm in the all white Maybach.
[Dbm] Man, my biz and the screens in it.
[Abm] We chilling.
[Dbm] Smoking that Benz.
I'm in the high end of talking [Abm] to Christian.
If you play my, I'm a pop.
[Dbm] Y'all stop and sing it at the tennis.
[Abm] That mean life.
Fuck a mean [Dbm] right.
Bitch better be [Abm] Christian.
Believing in God.
Bitch, I believe in [Dbm] the rods.
I got a kid with a sword.
[Abm] Don't want to talk unless you're one of my boys.
[Dbm] Keep my conversation only about coins.
[Abm] And I'm still going to shoot over.
[Dbm] And I swear nigga, I'm too raw.
[Abm] Celebrate nigga like who raw.
Fuck a witness, I kill who saw.
I ain't bossing nigga.
Brain, [Dbm] no, I ain't worried about it.
[Abm] Spend all your set with a hundred shots.
[Dbm] No, I ain't nurse [Abm] potty.
I don't run down a nigga.
My [Dbm] niggas don't worry about it.
I [Abm] don't want to be down.
[Dbm] Gotta put in work.
Body.
[Abm] I don't run down a nigga.
I pull up, scoop up, pop out his collar nigga.
Spend a hundred rounds for your hundred pounds.
Brands on the collar nigga.
Really with the shit sound.
Just rap really right now nigga.
With [Dbm] it right now nigga.
I [Abm] _ guess they think I'm just rapping.
I'm with the shit for real.
Hitting to the day [Dbm] you'll be sad.
You call the [Abm] police or jail.
Do Joseph's homework.
Child, bitch, you know what it is.
Cause if I kill him, [Dbm] bust your brain and it's [Abm] overkill.
No, I'm well through it.
Still bumping pimp music.
Pills moving through my stomach.
[A] High school, I had to stop [Abm] talking.
_ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ [Abm] I got my first tool.
It wasn't a [Dbm] fashion was polo and cool.
[Abm] I was smoking in the [Dbm]
backyard.
Ducking [Abm] investigation with that pistol [A] on my waist.
I know these [Abm] niggas hate him.
I ain't worried about nothing.
Ready to make a great bed with this big.
[Dbm] That's who my teeth, but you can [Abm] get cremated.
He's some true shine.
We're about nada with this bitch.
The whole a hundred [Dbm] like to call it a [Abm] dollar.
I'm sorry.
I gave Messiah.
[Dbm] Think I need to retire.
[Abm] If you spend, you can fuck with me.
[Dbm] Took myself for the wire.
[Abm] Slash the nigga brain.
I [Dbm] ain't worried about [Abm] it.
I ain't worried about it.
_ I [Dbm] ain't nervous.
[Abm] I run down on niggas.
My [Dbm] nigga gonna learn.
I [Abm] went to mommy.
Wanna be down.
Gotta [Dbm] put in work.
[Abm] Body.
I run down on nigga.
I pull up by the counter.
Nigga.
Spin around for your hundred pounds.
Brains on the collar.
Nigga.
Really?
What the shit sound?
Just rap really right now.
The nigga with [Dbm] it right now.
The nigga.
I.
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