Chords for Nine Thou Superstars Remix (Explict)

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[B] _ [Ab] Hey, yo, first things first, it's time to shake ground in the eighth round, box battle, we'll break down.
For [A] the beach and the rhyme talk, jump in the cyclone, XZ, where the yes, yes I know.
This is Raphine backseat, pack [Ab] Raphine for the mark.
[E] That's why we love the [Ab] fast beat, I hope they won't spit in the gorilla tag team.
What's up now, break down, suck the cambriol.
You know the routine, the demon effect, please don't step.
You wanna be one of my pet peeves?
Huh?
The more beef, the better, sound gay.
But you all wanna sleep together, okay?
In the club, we won't sneak with letters.
Why not?
We got so much street credit, the fucking police let us.
Now that's bullshit, cause we don't backheat.
[Eb] So come and get your head cracked to the fat meat.
Keep it moving, it's on now.
Making the grunt [E] loud, shaking the grunt loud.
[Db] Breaking the [Eb] punch down, taking the grunt pound.
Y'all watch the [E] grunt right now.
Watch the battle shit, get sucked [Db] down.
Click, click, pow, pow, nah, nah, [E] down.
That's what, just what I thought, what's up [G] now.
Click, click, pow, pow, nah, nah, down.
That's [Gb] what, just what I [E] thought, what's up now.
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_ _ [Ab] Hold it down, never get danced out.
Slipping your limbs on whether you want it to end.
Dirty syringe, I murder them again.
Nine-seven serving these sex of thirty-eight friends.
Get knocked out, [A] turning the [Ab] wind.
Hopped out, when she walked in, burping a gin.
I'm [A] a bitch, you can tell by the flippers of things.
Come on, I got a rock [E] sound.
Pimpin' the offspring, and don't give them what they're distorted [Db] and frustrating.
Who am I?
Rushing the land, come with I.
Whistling and batting, how did it go back in July?
If we get five points, then we gon' pop, come alive.
Here we go, that's so be it, drop some.
When the kids in the hall with the new blockade.
Left with more thangs, as I boom, die, say.
So get up, get up, and let the sound hit ya.
Snap [Ab] your soul, we gon' style picture.
[Eb] Get moving, moving the strong now.
Making the front [E] loud, checking the front plow.
Breaking the bust [Eb] out, breaking the front plow.
Dark rocks the [E] broad work now.
Watch the battle, shit, what's up [Db] now.
Click, click, pow, pow, nah, nah, [E] down.
What?
Just what I thought, what's up [G] now.
Click, click, pow, pow, nah, nah, [Gb] down.
What?
[E] Just what I thought, what's up now.
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_ _ [G] _ [Gb] Who the hell ripped, slitting the belly up on the shelf?
This shit in Indian style, playing the film, lit.
Drilling your brain like grabbing video [Ab] games.
Spilling syringes for the south, sticking Indian veins.
What kind of shit is he on, really?
Your style really, come on, pop, fuck off.
You really gotta be gone, ripped out your brain.
Piss covered in shit, the distance, that's OB gang.
Son of a bitch, I'm a star killer for kicks.
They're in the Air Force, one of the globe, I can't forget it.
I'm sick with it when I spit, been a minute.
Clips [Gb] up in a minute, [A] gets the women in [Ab] a.
Remember, we can settle it now.
And I don't know who did it, but they said it was Sal.
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[Ab] _ Just [Db] what I thought, what's up now. _ _
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[Ab] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _
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[Ab] _ Just what I thought, what's up. _ _ _
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