Chords for Only The Family & Lil Durk - Hellcats & Trackhawks (Official Video)
Tempo:
101.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
Em
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I remember claiming dipsack I had some bitches on my line I told them bitches get they lips wet
[Em] Locked that door with them bows at Search for his gun where his pole at
We on his [E] ass where his shoes at He get away we on his ass where he parole at
[Em]
I be hatin' when these [E] rappers call these rappers brothers Only them family on my ass bitch we got each other
I popped a perc and drunk a gallon man that hurt my stomach Doing the dash and sat the lam that shit had made me vomit
Fuck from the back I pull her hair she screaming why she coming Got four of them G [Em]-locks they be clutching every time they serve
With all that rah rah like you like that come around you nervous Sneaky talking like you like that now you act internal
Yeah [E] you ain't like that you ain't catch a murder Osby Thremy on my DM we ain't never work
Bleed, Free Lil' Steve yeah I call him Kurt E, B-2 and Selfie he a catch a murder
[Em] I'm smoking weed I don't fuck with dirty Can't trust an E cause this bitch is dirty
I feel like Gleech when I clutch my 30 Get out the streets bitch you touch the 30
These keep me trapping he just touched the 30 Richo be capping but you know that's Brody
Ay [E] Booker put the switch on for me bro This nigga's looking like these niggas
You ain't my brother you ain't my dog or homie We got poppin' now they all our homies
[Em] I just had a threesome with two thick bitches They just sucking dick cause I don't lick bitch
He know I fucked his BM now he sick with it Shot in his shit so when he's bit you know he switch with it
Hellcats and trackhawks [E] They got Timmy on the turn up in the blast off
He wouldn't gack off before that [Em] body took his mask [E] off
She an ungrateful lil' bitch I'll take her ass off
Give me them titties back They call my phone like get them glizzies back
Tell your favorite [B] rapper we ain't feeling that Bitch [E] tell your favorite trapper we ain't hearing that
[Em] He want 4,000 but I got 2 so nigga give me that
This stick up easy this shit pity pack Know how I bleed this where my city at
I'm from the rack you know it's litty though I ain't never [E] bleed that rapper give me that
[Em]
[E]
[Em] Locked that door with them bows at Search for his gun where his pole at
We on his [E] ass where his shoes at He get away we on his ass where he parole at
[Em]
I be hatin' when these [E] rappers call these rappers brothers Only them family on my ass bitch we got each other
I popped a perc and drunk a gallon man that hurt my stomach Doing the dash and sat the lam that shit had made me vomit
Fuck from the back I pull her hair she screaming why she coming Got four of them G [Em]-locks they be clutching every time they serve
With all that rah rah like you like that come around you nervous Sneaky talking like you like that now you act internal
Yeah [E] you ain't like that you ain't catch a murder Osby Thremy on my DM we ain't never work
Bleed, Free Lil' Steve yeah I call him Kurt E, B-2 and Selfie he a catch a murder
[Em] I'm smoking weed I don't fuck with dirty Can't trust an E cause this bitch is dirty
I feel like Gleech when I clutch my 30 Get out the streets bitch you touch the 30
These keep me trapping he just touched the 30 Richo be capping but you know that's Brody
Ay [E] Booker put the switch on for me bro This nigga's looking like these niggas
You ain't my brother you ain't my dog or homie We got poppin' now they all our homies
[Em] I just had a threesome with two thick bitches They just sucking dick cause I don't lick bitch
He know I fucked his BM now he sick with it Shot in his shit so when he's bit you know he switch with it
Hellcats and trackhawks [E] They got Timmy on the turn up in the blast off
He wouldn't gack off before that [Em] body took his mask [E] off
She an ungrateful lil' bitch I'll take her ass off
Give me them titties back They call my phone like get them glizzies back
Tell your favorite [B] rapper we ain't feeling that Bitch [E] tell your favorite trapper we ain't hearing that
[Em] He want 4,000 but I got 2 so nigga give me that
This stick up easy this shit pity pack Know how I bleed this where my city at
I'm from the rack you know it's litty though I ain't never [E] bleed that rapper give me that
[Em]
[E]
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I remember claiming dipsack I had some bitches on my line I told them bitches get they lips wet
_ [Em] Locked that door with them bows at Search for his gun where his pole at
We on his [E] ass where his shoes at He get away we on his ass where he parole at
[Em]
I be hatin' when these [E] rappers call these rappers brothers Only them family on my ass bitch we got each other
I popped a perc and drunk a gallon man that hurt my stomach Doing the dash and sat the lam that shit had made me vomit
Fuck from the back I pull her hair she screaming why she coming Got four of them G [Em]-locks they be clutching every time they serve
With all that rah rah like you like that come around you nervous Sneaky talking like you like that now you act internal
Yeah [E] you ain't like that you ain't catch a murder Osby Thremy on my DM we ain't never work
Bleed, Free Lil' Steve yeah I call him Kurt E, B-2 and Selfie he a catch a murder
[Em] I'm smoking weed I don't fuck with dirty Can't trust an E cause this bitch is dirty
I feel like Gleech when I clutch my 30 _ Get out the streets bitch you touch the 30
These keep me trapping he just touched the 30 Richo be capping but you know that's Brody
Ay [E] Booker put the switch on for me bro This nigga's looking like these niggas
You ain't my brother you ain't my dog or homie We got poppin' now they all our homies
[Em] I just had a threesome with two thick bitches They just sucking dick cause I don't lick bitch
He know I fucked his BM now he sick with it Shot in his shit so when he's bit you know he switch with it
Hellcats and trackhawks [E] They got Timmy on the turn up in the blast off
He wouldn't gack off before that [Em] body took his mask [E] off
She an ungrateful lil' bitch I'll take her ass off
Give me them titties back They call my phone like get them glizzies back
Tell your favorite [B] rapper we ain't feeling that Bitch [E] tell your favorite trapper we ain't hearing that
[Em] He want 4,000 but I got 2 so nigga give me that
This stick up easy this shit pity pack Know how I bleed this where my city at
_ I'm from the rack you know it's litty though I ain't never [E] bleed that rapper give me that _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
I remember claiming dipsack I had some bitches on my line I told them bitches get they lips wet
_ [Em] Locked that door with them bows at Search for his gun where his pole at
We on his [E] ass where his shoes at He get away we on his ass where he parole at
[Em]
I be hatin' when these [E] rappers call these rappers brothers Only them family on my ass bitch we got each other
I popped a perc and drunk a gallon man that hurt my stomach Doing the dash and sat the lam that shit had made me vomit
Fuck from the back I pull her hair she screaming why she coming Got four of them G [Em]-locks they be clutching every time they serve
With all that rah rah like you like that come around you nervous Sneaky talking like you like that now you act internal
Yeah [E] you ain't like that you ain't catch a murder Osby Thremy on my DM we ain't never work
Bleed, Free Lil' Steve yeah I call him Kurt E, B-2 and Selfie he a catch a murder
[Em] I'm smoking weed I don't fuck with dirty Can't trust an E cause this bitch is dirty
I feel like Gleech when I clutch my 30 _ Get out the streets bitch you touch the 30
These keep me trapping he just touched the 30 Richo be capping but you know that's Brody
Ay [E] Booker put the switch on for me bro This nigga's looking like these niggas
You ain't my brother you ain't my dog or homie We got poppin' now they all our homies
[Em] I just had a threesome with two thick bitches They just sucking dick cause I don't lick bitch
He know I fucked his BM now he sick with it Shot in his shit so when he's bit you know he switch with it
Hellcats and trackhawks [E] They got Timmy on the turn up in the blast off
He wouldn't gack off before that [Em] body took his mask [E] off
She an ungrateful lil' bitch I'll take her ass off
Give me them titties back They call my phone like get them glizzies back
Tell your favorite [B] rapper we ain't feeling that Bitch [E] tell your favorite trapper we ain't hearing that
[Em] He want 4,000 but I got 2 so nigga give me that
This stick up easy this shit pity pack Know how I bleed this where my city at
_ I'm from the rack you know it's litty though I ain't never [E] bleed that rapper give me that _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
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