Chords for Shakewell - 10 Homies Ft. Pouya (Prod. Flexatelli)

_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ 9 times out of 10 they [F#m] do that same shit
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Working for the week and [D] now I'm working for a [C#m] spaceship
10 out of 10 they [F#m] on that lame shit
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Shoot a mini-naught and do that lame shit _ _
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_ _ [Bm] Ayo, Lil Mexico, [C#m] pass the gas
_ _ _ _ _ _ Ay, woop, [D] uh uh, yo, [C#m] bitch, you silk
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Only blue strips, you a [F#m] basic ass [C#m] rapper
10, 20, 50, hundreds, [D] I'm a real life [C#m] trapper
Real life, loony, losing it, I'm having a crisis
Whole clique strapped up, [F#m] bitch, we looking like ice
[C#m] 30 Geek when I step, [F#m] bitch, you don't wanna fight [C#m] us
It's just me, myself, and not [Bm] 30 Clip and the rifle
[C#m] Fuck a frat, big, good, [F#] like to suck on my iPhone
[C#m] Call me trapper of the century, [D] I was born with the title
[C#m] 9 times out of 10 they do that same shit _
Working for the week and [D] now I'm working for a [C#m] spaceship
10 out of 10 they [F#m] on that lame shit
[C#m] Shoot a mini-naught and do that lame shit
Tell me how that brain is shorty, cause I need me a swallow
Count Guava, Bonnie Jack, [D] guess I'm feeling like [C#m] Rolla
I can eat a hundred count and never wake up tomorrow
For that shit I ain't a bitch, I [D] never fold on my partner
[C#m] 10 toe, 10 hoe, [F#m] one show, in each state
[C#m] 10 show, 10 band, [Bm] he get, so what I make
[C#m] Give a fuck that new to Mac, cause I don't really care
I go triple in the track, [D] catch a million a [C#m] year
Think the bullet graze the zero, put another in his chest
Had about 10 meetings, [F#] still in that pen
Favorite rapper, Foo Foo, I keep 100%
[C#m] Woke up, still perked, hit that blunt and reset _
Lost 10, homies hot, can I feel blessed?
I'm just doing what they want, man, [D] running to the chase
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Money can't buy no happiness, they said
They never take, scream, and [F#m] drop dead on they [C#m] neck
Lost 10, homies hot, can I feel blessed?
I'm just doing what they want, man, [Bm] running to the chase
[C#m] Money can't buy no happiness, they said
They never take, scream, and [B] drop dead on they neck _ _
That Rollie on my wrist, put a smile up on my face
That Ruga on [D] my waist, keep a [C#m] fuckboy in his place
Check it for the feature and I get my, on my radar
Hit her, look and do [F#m] the race, you got me [C#m] feeling like Take Care
I don't [F#m] want your pussy, rather buy [C#m] some real estate
Swallow my dick but don't [Bm] get inside my mind, cause you won't [C#m] get blown away
Baby, bro, I got some issues, mama told me if they kill me, they gon' lose me
So [D] I'm out here dodging [C#m] missiles nine times out of ten, they on that spark shit
Pull up and hop out and pop [Bm] the truck, wit, [C#m] no Gucci gang
But you know I got [F#m] that pump, bitch, [C#m] I'm swerving lanes
It make it look like I'm rushing, get off that copy
You don't want no statics, fully automatic, let you have it
If you want it, get [B] money, what's the [C#m] habit?
All my bitches, what's the baddest?
All [F#m] my shooters, [C#m] hella savage
Hundred thousand in the attic, [Bm] IRS could never have [C#m] it, yeah
Last ten homies hot, can I feel blessed?
I'm just doin' what they want, man, [D] running to the check
[C#m] Money can't buy no happiness, they said
They ain't never take 20, [D] drop dead on they neck
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