Chords for Real Boston Richey ft. Lil Durk - Keep Dissing 2 (Official Video)

[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] Let's go, let's go!
Man, pack that shit up, [G] man, we gotta get a pot this bitch.
_ [Bm] I blow that shit, bitch, I ain't stintin'.
You can slide around [G] with Boston if you're taught different.
Every [Bm] time I turn around, they say I'm missing.
Wanna know how niggas dine?
Niggas keep dissin'.
But I don't get in there, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens.
I wanna hit the booth, [G] but I'm stuck up in them trenches.
I been [Bm] at five, but I won't cease, hold with me like I'm Nielsen.
[G] Fuckin' hoes and kickin' doors, that's just how we livin'.
Shit, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm
She [Bm] don't Persian, nigga.
Shere don't part the Alaraw, now she say she miss me.
She [C] gon' pull an Eat-It-All, [B] only when she tips it.
Run [Bm] a circle around these hoes, treat them like a Frisbee.
Why [G] the fuck these outtie hoes always tryin' to tilt me?
Damn, [B] I swear I hate a bitch who [Bm] want all her attention.
Bitch, I'm trippin', I got enough cheese, I [G] could buy her retention.
I tell [Bm] my daughter don't palm no more of them yersp say you feel it.
I'm tryin' to fly out [G] the turf, but damn, this bitch stay trippin'.
You know [Bm] I love her, feel her hurts, I can free the tension.
[G] _ _ I'm tired [Bm] of niggas saying they on but they don't even know what's spinning
I'm tired [G] of bitches shaking ass, get mad when I won't hit it
[B] I blew that shit [Bm] bitch, I ain't stingy You [G] can slide around with Buster if you talk
different [Bm] Every time I turn around they say I'm missing
Wanna know how niggas die?
[A] Niggas keep [G] dissing
But I don't get in there, [Bm] I'm steady wrapping up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth [G] but I'm stuck up in them trenches
I've been [Bm] at five but I won't cease, hold with me like I'm nervous
Fuckin' hoes and king [G] and dogs, that's just how we hit it
[Bm] I be tryna tell them, without saying too much we [G] tryna know them
Broke our bodies to your demons, y'all [B] are brothers to [Bm] a devil
I'ma slime you out and brody do what I'm running, you ain't [G] gonna tell you
I done been on hits with every gun, them Krakos ain't [Bm] gonna fail you
All my opps and bitches, half of them came to court to be a witness
They was switching, [G] so I called up the bring a [Bm] couple switches
When we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be taking
And I'm petty, I need [G] a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinking
I [Bm] ain't never wrong, had to throw my Glock, I [G] brought another gun
Even though I don't eat meat, I place the order for another [Bm] drum
Blue band, cause that red band don't make [G] the chases for him
Lucky how we call them fuckers, now we [Bm] call them lady bombs
All them niggas tell [G] my name, they better speak up
Backseat with that blackout, told the driver [Bm] let it seat up
I'm bout like three Uber Eats, tell her here go [G] your pizza
We Rio out there jamming, just a real street nigga
[Bm] All that shit be changed steady, you can slide around with Busta
If you're taught different, every time I turn around they say I'm up
Wanna know how niggas die?
Niggas keep dissing
But I don't get it man, I'm steady wrapping up them chigas
I wanna hit the [G] booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches
I [Bm] been at five but I won't cease, hold with me like I'm Nixon
Fucking hoes and [G] kicking doors, that's just how we living
[Bm] Niggas know what we ban, never go out against the grain
We been knocking [G] shit down, front of streets and [Bm] chain gang
Slide around with that Dre, yeah the one with wood grain
Call my dog a [G] fuck nigga, that's just a Florida thing
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